Essay on Bartleby, The Scrivener, By Bartleby
Compassion takes on many forms. As the narrator tied to take care of Bartleby, I had an employer who tried to take care of employees who required special attention. In the 1980’s I worked for a local muffler company in the office. It was a small operation. The company was owned by two men and had five or six locations. The office staff had only five people. At the main location there was a man, Woody, who had problems taking his paycheck home to his wife. By the time he would get home on Friday night it would not get into his wife’s hands. This was back in the 1980’s before direct deposit. We would receive a paper check each week in an envelope.
A plan had been devised to assist Woody, with the approval of the company owners, Woody’s wife and the office manager, Carol. Each week a portion of his check would be deposited in to a savings account set up for him so that the family would have funds for household items.
One time his family needed a new washing machine. Because of the account, they had the money to get one. When Woody and his wife were ready to go pick it out, he asked Carol to come with them. He told her that if she held his money then she…