LETTER TO THE EDITOR: Fingerprint rejection
July 3, 2010
A funny thing happened on the way to my life recently. According to the Department of Justice and the city of South Lake Tahoe, I don’t have one!
My husband and I signed on to be hosts at a local campground. The city requires fingerprinting for all positions, even those not involving monetary compensation. I have been fingerprinted twice before for jobs. Never have I been told I don’t have any!
“It must be because I’ve worked hard for my money,” I mused aloud to the policeman struggling to take them.
Sounding more like a doctor than a police officer, he gave me a benevolent gaze and said “Uh, as we get ‘older,’ our prints sometimes fade.”
“Well, doc, I mean Mr. Policeman, can you print my face? I’ve got lots of stuff on my face!”
” I don’t know what to tell you,” he said. “Perhaps if you talk with the campground manager…”
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I did. She said, “Sorry; no fingerprints, no work.”
I called the DOJ to find out what gives. A robot asked a series of questions. I guess it didn’t like my answers because it rejected them just like it rejected my fingerprints. There was no selection to talk to a real person. Maybe they couldn’t find employees with prints either!
I thought about new career possibilities, ones those behind bars would kill for! But at 73, it seemed a drastic lifestyle change. While I find this fiasco to be funny, I admit to being frustrated at having fallen between the cracks of the “system.” What happened to common sense and using initiative to come to reasonable conclusions?
Here’s the clinker. After rearranging our entire summer plans, it seems the DOJ affirms I do have fingerprints after all, and the campground wants us to work for a month.
“Uh, I’ll have to get back to you on that; but first, I’m gonna need fingerprints from y’all!”
Jo Ann Costanza
South Lake Tahoe