| I object.. |
[27 May 2006|10:11pm] |
I don't even know where to start.. the past few days have been absolute hell. We won the battle, but I'm afraid the war has just begun. To sum things up, here's an email we sent to Andy's new boss, (who he started with on the first of this month and hadn't received a paycheck yet, forcing me to use my personal credit line to pay our living expenses)... I wrote the email, after several conversations with the Bureau of Labor & Industries. ( Read more... )
In a nutshell, the guy hasn't done a single thing he's said he would, (not a single one!) and it began to look as though he didn't plan to pay Andy at all, (since he never bothered to have Andy fill out any new-hire paperwork, tax forms, etc.) We ended up meeting with him, and he tried to talk his way out of it, spouting some ridiculous bullshit about how Andy needed to 'believe' in the business and have faith, blah, blah, blah, which he quickly realized wasn't going to work anymore and that I wasn't going to have it. I asked him outright when he planned on paying Andy, and he said "I would really prefer to just speak with your husband about this", so I replied, "That's fine.. however, since I am financing his employment with you using my credit line, just write me a check for $500 and I'll gladly go wait in the car". Well, that shut him the fuck up right there!
Needless to say, I took control of the conversation, in my normal 'attorney-speak' fashion, provided him with the hours Andy expected to be paid for, explained the labor laws to him (mind you, this is a 50-odd year old man who supposedly has owned his own business for many years and should fucking goddamned know the laws by now!) provided him with copies of the paperwork we received from the Bureau of Labor & Industries detailing our complaint, and advised him that, aside from filing grievances with the appropriate state agencies, we would also be pursuing a lawsuit against him if he refuses to pay him for the hours he worked.
He obviously thought that since Andy is a nice guy, his wife would be timid and a total pushover. It became painfully apparent to him who not to mess with out of the two of us. His attitude changed quickly, followed by many apologies sprinkled with excuses, and by the end of the conversation, he was white, shaky, and writing Andy a check for a month's pay :) He also brought the tax paperwork (W-4 forms and such) for Andy to fill out, which they both dated 05/01/06, Andy's hire date. My Dad always tells me I missed my calling, and that I should have been an attorney.
I came home, took some migraine meds and passed out. I love confrontation, but it does take a toll on your body, especially if, like me, you have high blood pressure, heart issues and other health problems that are aggravated by stress. I did get my warrior-woman fix with the verbal boxing match, however, and that part was actually fun. I tend to be rather intimidating when the situation calls for it, and I rather enjoy watching people squirm. I still don't trust the slimy bastard further than I can spit, so this morning we went and cashed the check at his bank, rather than put it in one of our accounts and then have him stop payment on it or some stupid shit like that. We got the money, took it to my credit union and paid off my credit line, deposited the rest, but I have a bad feeling this is simply one of many battles to come, and needless to say, Andy is looking for a new job.
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