I had to call the cops on my employer.
Let start at the beginning... I ate my breakfast, then I called CON-JOB I left a voice mail, saying I got a better offer and would be accepting it.
And that I would be in the office at 1:30 to get my last check.
I got a better job because my wife wanted me too. She told me my current job was bull #. So, I got a real job. One with a HR dept and vacaiton days,
and a 401k, all that... why? Because my wife told be that is what a real job is. She said she didn't want me to come home with an another bull # job
like my last three.
She was right. This city is full of BS jobs.
My character flaw is loyalty. I didn't want to quit any job. I just take the abuse... and this time, I believed a lie they told me... that there was a
pot of gold at the end of this rainbow.... but just moving... I told her to trust me... but that only held off her wrathbfor a day or two. She was
feed up with this company and the ego faces running it. She was glad to hear that I had enough of their crap. She was glad to hear that I would now
look for something better, and she was glad when I did.
That was yesterday.
Today I planned to get my last check. So I go up to the job at 1:30 just like the boss said, expecting to get my check. He had text me to say I would
have a check waiting for me at 1:30.
When I get there, I talk to Jack-Off (my bosses boss). Jack-Off is the money guy, he writes the checks but today he is telling me he doesn't write the
checks. He tells me the HR dept normally mails out the employee's last check when the quit.
"Are you telling me I can't get a check today?"
"I'm not telling you that." Jack-Off says.
"What I heard you say was that you policy is mail out an employees last check, is that right?"
"That's right"
"I understand that is your policy. But tomorrow is Thanksgiving.."
"I know what tomorrow is." Jack-Off says gruffly.
"What I heard you say was 'In most cases' the check is mailed out, is that right?"
"That's right"
"Now what I want to know, is this a situation where there can be an exception to the rule. Being tomorrow is Thanksgiving."
"I don't know. I don't know about that. I don't write the checks. You have to talk to CON-JOB about that. Let me get your number."
"So your telling me you don't write the checks around here?"
"The HR deptment writes the checks. Not me. And we have VIVIAN out doing somethings right now. Let me take down your number and I will have her call
you as sooon as she gets back."
This seemed like a reasonable request. I agreed to this BS,and walked out the door. I went and sat in my car. As I sat there I thought about the fact
I had no money, the car was on empty and how I was being a puss-e.
I called my buddy. I told him I wasn't leaving without my check, but at that point I wasn't sure what to do. He agree I should not leave without my
check and that gave me the reassurance I needed to got around back.
I knock on the glass. CON-JOB comes the door. He steps out in to the side street with me.
"I need my check today."
"Whaaaa, I'm sorry. You check has already beem mailed. That is where VIVIAN went, to mail checks. I'm sorry."
CON-JOB is snowing me. Then he start in on a pity story of his own, how he's hurting financially, etc.
"I beat you can feed you family on Thanksgiving."
That only stopped him for a second, then he goes right back to snowing me again.
"Okay, then there is nothing more to talk about. What I'm going to do now is walk around this building and I'm going to talk to Jack, and I'm going to
get my check."
"You don't want to do that."
"Why not?"
"Because the door is locked."
Yeah, you if run and tell Jack-Off to lock it, I think.
"If it is locked, then I will come back when it isn't looked. What you don't want is my wife coming up here."
"You said that yesterday."
He's right. I did say that. It was Tuesday and they had give the whole crew the day off. Who give anyone a Tuesday off? This is a Start-Up and they
need to make money, but how can we put numbers on the board when they don't let us on the phones? This job is complete F-ED UP. CON-JOB told me it was
because Jack-Off didn't get the real estate deal he wanted.
I ask for my check then, but CON-JOB said no.
So CON-JOB just confessed to me the problem was money. They didn't have any money to buy leads, what kind of micky mouse outfit is this. Did the have
money to pay me that rest of the crew I wondered to myself. ThenI dismissed the thought as I rushed to my job interview. They may have money issues,
but I still believed I would get my little check for $90 buck on Wednesday.
Well here I am, at the office on Wednesday and even though it is pay day, they have no check for me.
"You should have it prited already," I told CON-JOB
CON-JOB just shrugges his shoulders at me.
This #ing Guy, I think to myself, I'm done talking to this slippery piece of foul smelling sea weed.
"Just do the right thing and print me a check."
"It's in the mail." CON-JOB fires back.
"I'm going to talk to Jack."
"You don't want to do that."
"No, I do. What you don't want is my wife coming up here."
"You said that yesterday."
"Yeah, I said she is a crazy bitch. And I'm not joking about that."
I start to walk back toward the front of the building. This guys don't want to see my wife up here for real. I'm honestly trying to save there ass
from her wrath, they just have no idea.
"Wait. Let me go to bat for you. Just hand out right here and let me go to bat for you with Jack."
"Okay, I'm be right here smoking a cig."
I wait 5 or 10 mins.
CON-JOB comes back.
"You didn't tell me you talk to Jack?"
"Yes, I did. That was the first thing I told you."
"No you didn't."
"Yes, I did."
This #ing guy.
Then he tells me they will have my check for me but I have to wait unto VIVIAN get back and that might be an hour or two or three, but he said it
would be before 5pm or close of business.
I need to cash that check at my back before 5pm but I agree to hang out and wait.
I wait for 1 and half hours. It is no 3pm. I go back in the font door and talk to Jack.
"I need my check today."
"I told you I don't write the checks"
Jack is gruff and acting touch.
"Okay, I'll just call the police."
"You don't want to do that, if you do that
you'll be sorry."
"No, if I get my check I will be happy. If I put you name on a police report and take it to the labor board, you will be the one who isn't happy."
"You don't want to do that. Hold on."
"What's the address here?"
I read the address of my memo pad.
"Oh, you..." Jack off is pissed now. The look on his face is priceless.
"In all my years in business I've never seen anything like this." he says.
"Well guess what, you going to see it now. Can I use your phone?" I politely ask.
"No."
"Okay, I can use my own phone. That fine."
"I need you to step out into the hall." Jack-Off says.
"Yes, sir. I can do that. I'll just be out in the parking lot smoking a cig. waiting for my check or for the cops to get here, which ever come
first."
I go out and light up a fag, call 911 wait for the coppers.
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