My husband had spent two years trying to get into a classroom. Then an interviewer looked at his tattooed arms and gave him one condition for the job: remove them. Instead, my husband started crying. Why was losing the tattoos something he couldn’t even consider?
My husband is 43. In 11 years I have seen that man cry twice, and I was there for both of them.
The second time happened in a school conference room on a Tuesday afternoon.
He was interviewing for a part-time teaching assistant position in history, something he’d wanted for two years.
He’d made it through the application, the background check, a phone interview, and finally an interview with three people from the school.
I was there because we’d planned to get lunch afterward.
Instead, I watched one of the people in that room look at my husband’s hands and say, “Do you honestly think anyone’s going to let you work with children looking like that? If we were to go forward, that’s the condition. You get rid of them.”
And my husband started to cry.
The room went completely silent, and it stayed silent, because not one of them could understand it…
A grown man, crying over tattoos. And if he could just get them removed, what’s the problem? Why wouldn’t he?
He wiped his face with the back of his hand and asked if they could give him two minutes — then he started unbuttoning his shirt cuff.
But to understand what happened next, you need to know who this man is.
We have three children.
The oldest came to us at nine. Then a brother and sister, six and four, who had to be placed together and who had been waiting because nobody wanted two at once.
What happened next changed everything… FULL STORY on the next page.
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