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Easy Path

Great story about how one bakery hires its workers without making them contort themselves infinite ways to prove they are worthy of the job. Every job I have had in my life where it turned out to be a positive experience for me, the hiring manager had made their decision with ten minutes of speaking with me. The rest was just process they needed to follow to make sure all the boxes were checked and they were being in compliance with company policy. Everyone else involved in the vetting process knew the decision was already made so we spent the time getting to know each other's professional background, I learned about the work they did in their current role and so on. At the bakery they wisely decided to not waste anyone's time and get on with the program. 

While this is not a formula that can be used in all types of jobs, there are many where the person can be trained and on the job, paid some for their efforts and if all works out well they can be brought on board full-time. Those that do not make it would have hopefully learned some skills they could take elsewhere, the company would have benefited some from what little they managed to contribute. It is a decision about where to spend the money in the hiring process which is always rife with uncertainty for both sides. You take a new job because you absolutely look forward to working for your new boss - and for the few months that you do, life is great. But a big reorg happens and the boss and you part ways and nothing is the same after that. You decide to move on. 

This is not the ideal situation for either side but one of many ways a new hire could leave much sooner than expected, fail to provide enough return for the investment the company made in them - including but not limited to a rigorous hiring process that takes weeks and months and involves a few dozen people to invest their time on the candidate. All of that for nothing. There is a lot of room for improvement in the process - the bakery example is definitely worth drawing inspiration from for any company that has a convoluted hiring mechanism. 

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