My fiancee started working for Spherion, a temp service, way back in March of last year. At first, things seemed to be going ok, but every single time he had enough time in a place to get hired in, they'd lay him off and he'd get transferred. We live in Mansfield, and Spherion tried to get him to go places that are rediciously far away for a measely $7-8/hour. The jobs he worked were hard and dangerous, only one of the places gave him a lunnch break, and frankly, he was doing $15/hr work for $7.70. That's not the worst part.
My fiancee has an impared immune system due to a splenectomy, and he told them this in the initial interview. When he gets ill, by the doctor's strict orders, he's to go see the doctor and get treatment. After what bouncing around 6 or 7 different factories, he got into one that seemed to be perfect. It was close to home, he got a lunch break, and even though it was manual labor, it wasn't too hard on him. He called off a couple of times due to illness, but the supervisors there didn't mind. Spherion, on the other hand, were rude and gave false information. One of the times, Spherion said that his supervisor said for him not to report back to work for three days (he had a lifting restriction from the emergency room for slipping a disk). When he returned and brought this up to his Sup, he responded with,
"I never said that! I thought you quit or something! We have light-duty jobs around here."
About a month goes by, and my fiancee got really, really sick, so we went to the doctor and she wrote him off for that day and the day after. Now mind you, every single time my fiancee missed work, he had a doctor's excuse. Anyway, he calls to report off and this is a rough dialoge of what he had with Robin:
"You might not be able to come back."
"Your excessive absenteeism."
"Look. I know I've missed some days, but you guys knew right off the bat that I don't have a spleen and I get sick easily."
"Well, I can't do anything for you. You'll have to call Dave and talk with him. He's the administrator. Here's his number."
So, my fiancee calls Dave's extension.
"Oh, Dave isn't in right now. He's on vacation until next Monday." My fiancee is furious. It was a Wednesday. He'd have to wait five days to see if he had a job or not. That's five days he could've been out looking for a job or recouperating.
"Well, I'd like to know if I still have a job or not, you know. I mean, if not, I can go out an look for another job. I got a baby to take care of. I can't sit around for almost a week to see if I have a job." Then the lady started getting obnoxious and rude
"There's nothing I can do about that! You'll just have to call back when Dave is in."
Finally Monday rolls around, and he calls again.
"Dave left the office early today." Now my fiancee is straight-up pissed. These people have been screwing him around since March, and now they're playing hot potato with him.
"Can I have his home number?"
"Can I have Dave's home number?"
"Of course not!"
"Well, I just figure if he can screw me around for six days, he can take ten minutes of his time and just tell me if I have a job or not."
"No, this is his personal time, and you cannot have his number."
"Well, this is my personal time that you people have been screwing around with since last Wednesday keeping me in limbo about whether or not I have a job! Look, my nerves are shot as it is. My blood pressure's up, and now I'm even on anti-anxiety medication because of all this! This is rediculous!"
"You're on anxiety medication?"
"Why didn't you say something to us?"
"I figured it was none of your business."
"Well, it IS our business. If you're working around heavy-"
"Listen: It doesn't make me drowsy. It has no effect on my ability to work. I'm just on it because you people stress me out!!"
"Dave's not here. Call tomorrow."
He calls tomorrow and finally gets Dave. Dave tells him he's fired because of "three negative separations." I, myself, went into that office and requested documentation stating these separations, as well as a letter stating the reason of discharge. I reviewed the paperwork, and I realized that my fiancee only worked at two of those places. The third, they tried to get him to work at, but it was too far of a drive and he told them that. When he called back and told Dave that, he got gruff and hung up the phone. That's the last we heard.
In conclusion, Spherion will work you to death, underpay you, take your breaks and lunches away, make you work in all kinds of different locations, pull you out just before you get hired in, and treat you like crap when you have something to say to them. Temp services suck enough, but this one's the worst.