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Day 6 - So Angry, I'm Calm
Jan. 6th, 2010 09:48 pmSometimes in fiction authors will describe their character as being coldly or quietly furious. That's exactly how I felt today. First let me tell you the background for today's tale. A few years ago, in lieu of giving me a PROPER raise, my boss set up a health plan for me, which was great because while my blood pressure meds aren't TOO outrageous; the breathing ones certainly are. So I was using it to subsidize my prescriptions and all was well in the land.
This year, however, I needed to get new glasses. I paid for them out of pocket. When my boss asked me if I was going to submit the receipt so that I could get some of my money back, I said no, that I was going to save the receipt for my taxes. It may seem odd, but personally, I'd rather have the write off for my taxes, than cash in hand because I KNOW I'll just spend the cash instead of setting it aside for that purpose.
WELL! You would have thought I'd said I was going to cook a puppy and eat it in front of small children. After ranting for about ten minutes about how stupid I was to do that, she finally said, I'm not going to pay for your plan if you're not going to use it properly! I reminded her that actually the plan was part of my wage, not something she was doing for me as a favour, and so if she stopped paying for it, she'd have to pay me extra wages instead. So what she decided to do was to have me switch the payment of the plan to my credit card instead of hers, and then I'd add the cost of the plan - fifty dollars is what she told me - to the end of my invoice. Fine. I switched the plan over to my credit card the last week of November.
The next bit is my mistake. The plan gets billed once a month but I get paid twice a month. I accidentally put the cost of the plan on both November 15th and November 30th invoices. So I charged her a hundred dollars for the month of November. Then it turns out that the charge is processed at the beginning of the month. I didn't know this, and she never told me. So she actually had paid for the month of November. Fine.
So, I said to her, well why don't I just not add it on the next two months and then you'll owe me 10.60 because the plan is actually 55.30 instead of the fifty dollars you told me. (I didn't realize this until I got my credit card statement in the mail yesterday.) My boss' response: NO! I said fifty dollars and that's all I'm going to pay! My response: Okkkkkkkkkkay.
Meanwhile I'm so furious I can't even think. And now the more I think about it the more enraged I get. After NINE AND A HALF years of working for her, practically RUNNING the business on my own, never mind doing all sorts of things that were in NO WAY business related... she's going to STIFF me 5.30 a month. My knee jerk reaction was FINE! I DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID FIFTY DOLLARS A MONTH ANYWAY! and to stop putting it on my invoice.
But then I thought, you know what? I EARN that lousy fifty dollars ten times over, so no. What I WILL do though, is be unavailable for all the little side things outside of work. And if I could get away with not house sitting for her or doing all the little odd jobs around work, like hooking up this and that and the other thing, I'd do that too. But it's kinda hard to do since I'm there already.
I hate to become this petty but really, this day was the straw that killed the camel. Any SHRED of respect I had left for her, died today.
This year, however, I needed to get new glasses. I paid for them out of pocket. When my boss asked me if I was going to submit the receipt so that I could get some of my money back, I said no, that I was going to save the receipt for my taxes. It may seem odd, but personally, I'd rather have the write off for my taxes, than cash in hand because I KNOW I'll just spend the cash instead of setting it aside for that purpose.
WELL! You would have thought I'd said I was going to cook a puppy and eat it in front of small children. After ranting for about ten minutes about how stupid I was to do that, she finally said, I'm not going to pay for your plan if you're not going to use it properly! I reminded her that actually the plan was part of my wage, not something she was doing for me as a favour, and so if she stopped paying for it, she'd have to pay me extra wages instead. So what she decided to do was to have me switch the payment of the plan to my credit card instead of hers, and then I'd add the cost of the plan - fifty dollars is what she told me - to the end of my invoice. Fine. I switched the plan over to my credit card the last week of November.
The next bit is my mistake. The plan gets billed once a month but I get paid twice a month. I accidentally put the cost of the plan on both November 15th and November 30th invoices. So I charged her a hundred dollars for the month of November. Then it turns out that the charge is processed at the beginning of the month. I didn't know this, and she never told me. So she actually had paid for the month of November. Fine.
So, I said to her, well why don't I just not add it on the next two months and then you'll owe me 10.60 because the plan is actually 55.30 instead of the fifty dollars you told me. (I didn't realize this until I got my credit card statement in the mail yesterday.) My boss' response: NO! I said fifty dollars and that's all I'm going to pay! My response: Okkkkkkkkkkay.
Meanwhile I'm so furious I can't even think. And now the more I think about it the more enraged I get. After NINE AND A HALF years of working for her, practically RUNNING the business on my own, never mind doing all sorts of things that were in NO WAY business related... she's going to STIFF me 5.30 a month. My knee jerk reaction was FINE! I DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID FIFTY DOLLARS A MONTH ANYWAY! and to stop putting it on my invoice.
But then I thought, you know what? I EARN that lousy fifty dollars ten times over, so no. What I WILL do though, is be unavailable for all the little side things outside of work. And if I could get away with not house sitting for her or doing all the little odd jobs around work, like hooking up this and that and the other thing, I'd do that too. But it's kinda hard to do since I'm there already.
I hate to become this petty but really, this day was the straw that killed the camel. Any SHRED of respect I had left for her, died today.
