Among my many forms of income, I recently worked as an A/V tech for a Film Festival. Three years ago my boss - the tech director - started bringing his teenage daughter to watch movies and occasionally be Daddy's Little Helper. Every parent wants to believe that their kid can be the quarterback, the next American Idol, or follow in their footsteps. So him doting over his teenybopper, spoiled rotten, emotionally stunted daughter <i>WAY</i> more into fashion and makeup than how to swap out a lens on a Panasonic projector ... it was nauseating to watch, but she mostly stayed out of the way.
Until this year when our crew was a body short and he brought her to fill in.
At 18 she is still emotionally stunted, which I attribute to mass spoiling. Her interest into things technical doesn't seem to have grown, she certainly wasn't interested in putting in the full-time hours, and her obsession with fashion and makeup has reached an extreme. When I and the other woman on the crew show up on haul-heavy-equipment/run-cable/get-dirty day in jeans, work shoes and gloves while the teenage daughter shows up in her 1940's movie star outfit complete with perfect hairpiece and 4 inch heels, it's beyond nauseating to know that she's drawing the same paycheck as us. Our job is to set up the equipment. Her job is to go off in a corner and practice her ballet. Oh, and to be her nannies; drive her wherever, be responsible for getting her up in the morning, cut our hours short to take her home early if she didn't feel like finishing her shift...
Come to find out, as her dad is divorced, this is the only time in a year she gets to spend with him. The rest of us are there to work 16 hour days in a high-pressure environment with little time to check our Facebook, much less have a family vacation.
And I don't know if it's wishful thinking or genuine blindness on his part, but the tech director - daddy - could see no wrong in his kid. The festival suffered greatly by having someone woefully unqualified and uninterested in the job be placed in a critical role. The rest of us being blamed for and scrambling to cover for her mistakes. And did I mention she gets paid the same as the rest of us?
So I suppose the point of my gripe here is that parental superiority is bad enough to deal with. But when they bring their kids to work? As employees? Bad news all around. The job gets ignored in favor of doting on daughter. Do people even have an inkling how asinine that makes them look? Are parents really that convinced that their kids inherit the {insert parent's occupation here} gene?
As I'm starting a new business, I've spoken with my business partner and he seems to agree: No hiring friends or family unless we are absolutely prepared to treat them like any other employee, including firing them if they don't work out.