I do the hiring. I call everyone that works for me "my victims". They come and go. In Henry's case, I call him "my creature". He's worked for me for 3 or 4 months and we've kind of come to an understanding of sorts, though it has been a bit of a struggle to get there (some threats/yelling on my part). His life story would make a perfect public tv special. He knows he has a great many limitations and would have no chance of getting hired by anybody else. I know if I could ever get him to be part of the "system" instead of creating his own, the three days he works would tie in nicely with a full-time quality guy when I find one, and he could have a job were he is treating like a man, takes home $300 a week, and gets to sit back and smoke pot with his mom (no kidding). He could be a nice fit any small business owner could use. Someone who's fine with limited days, isn't going to leave you for future upcoming career moves (he has no future), won't steal and will be loyal to you (just like a good little gang member) for the opportunity. I just have to overcome several character flaws driven deep into him by his own completely fvcked up parents.
The really frightening thing about Henry, is that there are 100's of thousands of Henries across the US. He listens to hard core gangster rap like it was gospel. Knows every word and backrounds of all the rappers. Can break into any car. Believes he was the greatest basketball/football/pool player of all time. Thinks he is/was the most capable businessman in the world, capable of keeping track of all money and product involved in drug sales. Would really like for me to see him "treat", beat the hell out of, someone and would do so to anyone I need (any Met's fans??). Believes and I mean believes his dad died because he stopped smoking. All this at the same time he too scared to drive on the highway. He also still associates with members of his old crew. I've gotten calls were he wasn't able to work because he got hit by a car. This white guy knows he has nothing else going for himself and has improved. Kind of looks to me as his father figure since his train wreck who he adores dad died a year ago. At the end of the day he's a big kid with extremely bent social skills and a warped view of life. I like to tell people that question me employing him that "he could be crawling through your rear bedroom window instead of working for me". They seem to look at the situation a little differently. I will always remember what he is at his core and expect more out of him. He actually respects me because I treat him that way. I don't think anyone ever has.
