I don't know if this is in the right thread ... mods, feel free to move.
BG: In the last week in June I was asked if I would like to do some freelance editing for a local weekly newspaper, run by someone I had worked with two decades ago when I was in the full flush of my journalism career. I said sure. It pays $3.50 an hour more than minimum wage so is a better deal than most jobs a struggling student can find.
Or it would be, if I ever got paid ...
Cast:
Big Cheese (the person I know from way back; now a high-level management person)
2iC (his second in command, she's the person I work directly with)
Me
Sometime in late July/early August (can't remember exactly), Big Cheese walks up to me and says "Hey, if you give us a voided cheque, we'll get you into the payroll system."
Me: "What, you haven't paid me yet??"
Big Cheese: "Um, no. Didn't you notice?"
I had to laugh. I'm extremely bad at keeping track of my finances. (I'm trying to improve but obviously I need a lot more work ...)
I said sure, and either that week or the next (my usual "work week" during the summer was Tuesdays and Wednesdays) brought in the cheque.
Nothing.
More nothing.
Lots of nothing.
I mentioned it a few weeks later. Big Cheese had just returned from a week off and was appalled that nothing had happened yet. He promised to contact payroll and forward their response to me.
Even more nothing, both from him and the payroll department.
I am also still waiting for my student loan, so within the past few weeks my financial situation has gone to "absolutely broke." So much so, that I could not risk driving out there with the little gas still in my gas tank. Last week I emailed 2iC to say I "could not make it in this week" without giving any details.
By this past weekend I was totally ticked. I wrote an angry email full of !exclamation!points! and bolded letters and sent it to my brother to be vetted. He is younger than I but a lot more calm and sensible; he advised me to tone it down some and offered his own rewritten version.
I thought, as usual, that he had a point ... ... so sent off the rewritten version.
This past Monday I think my inbox nearly suffered flash burns. Three emails in rapid succession and increasing levels of hysteria.
"Please, can you come in today; 2iC isn't in and we only have one person to do any editing; I'll loan you $100 until your pay comes in; didn't realize your situation was that dire; please come in; hello, is anybody there; hello HELLO???"
Bro, when informed of this: "Take the high road ..."
So I did and went in.
By the time I got there Big Cheese was at a meeting in another town so the $100 loan didn't materialize but it's probably not necessary ATM. I got a small advance on my student loan and today I also got my final pay from the supermarket (vacation pay, etc.) so should be OK until the student loan lands in my bank account.
And, of course, my financial situation is not the issue. Even if I'd just won the freakin' lottery and couldn't close my apartment door because of all the cash stuffed into the rooms, his company still owes me around $850.
We shall see what transpires over the next few days ...
BG: In the last week in June I was asked if I would like to do some freelance editing for a local weekly newspaper, run by someone I had worked with two decades ago when I was in the full flush of my journalism career. I said sure. It pays $3.50 an hour more than minimum wage so is a better deal than most jobs a struggling student can find.
Or it would be, if I ever got paid ...
Cast:
Big Cheese (the person I know from way back; now a high-level management person)
2iC (his second in command, she's the person I work directly with)
Me
Sometime in late July/early August (can't remember exactly), Big Cheese walks up to me and says "Hey, if you give us a voided cheque, we'll get you into the payroll system."
Me: "What, you haven't paid me yet??"
Big Cheese: "Um, no. Didn't you notice?"
I had to laugh. I'm extremely bad at keeping track of my finances. (I'm trying to improve but obviously I need a lot more work ...)
I said sure, and either that week or the next (my usual "work week" during the summer was Tuesdays and Wednesdays) brought in the cheque.
Nothing.
More nothing.
Lots of nothing.
I mentioned it a few weeks later. Big Cheese had just returned from a week off and was appalled that nothing had happened yet. He promised to contact payroll and forward their response to me.
Even more nothing, both from him and the payroll department.
I am also still waiting for my student loan, so within the past few weeks my financial situation has gone to "absolutely broke." So much so, that I could not risk driving out there with the little gas still in my gas tank. Last week I emailed 2iC to say I "could not make it in this week" without giving any details.
By this past weekend I was totally ticked. I wrote an angry email full of !exclamation!points! and bolded letters and sent it to my brother to be vetted. He is younger than I but a lot more calm and sensible; he advised me to tone it down some and offered his own rewritten version.
I thought, as usual, that he had a point ... ... so sent off the rewritten version.
This past Monday I think my inbox nearly suffered flash burns. Three emails in rapid succession and increasing levels of hysteria.
"Please, can you come in today; 2iC isn't in and we only have one person to do any editing; I'll loan you $100 until your pay comes in; didn't realize your situation was that dire; please come in; hello, is anybody there; hello HELLO???"
Bro, when informed of this: "Take the high road ..."
So I did and went in.
By the time I got there Big Cheese was at a meeting in another town so the $100 loan didn't materialize but it's probably not necessary ATM. I got a small advance on my student loan and today I also got my final pay from the supermarket (vacation pay, etc.) so should be OK until the student loan lands in my bank account.
And, of course, my financial situation is not the issue. Even if I'd just won the freakin' lottery and couldn't close my apartment door because of all the cash stuffed into the rooms, his company still owes me around $850.
We shall see what transpires over the next few days ...
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