Archival

Due to Rod's absence (Pause for applause to die down), I thought I'd tell some older stories I've been keeping to myself to bring out for a rainy day.
 
First, into the mailbag we go!  This is a common question I've gotten lately with the new followers: "I assume you haven't quit because he's not *that* bad." You have no idea.  Working here is horrible.  Coming from a person who rarely cries, there have been days where I just sit on my bed and wonder how awful the coming day will be, and I bow my head into my hands and cry.  The insults, the arguments, the rudeness, and yes, even the cursing - all of these things make working here an absolute nightmare.  The only thing keeping me here is that I don't have another job (yet) to fill in that monetary hole.  And in the last 18 months, roughly 9 of those, I've been unemployed.  SOOoooo...  The only thing keeping me here is the money.  As sad as that is.  And trust me, after last week, that's a very weak bond. 

Also, for those of you who don't know yet, I have created a Facebook group that you can "become a fan" of, although the updates I post there are not as frequent as my EyeTee Grrl Facebook account.  It's mostly there for discussions, if anyone wants to participate, and just cuz it's kinda cool. :)  Become a fan of "EyeTeeGirl" if you dare!

So, when Dave left the office back in October, he was promised $50/hr for any future support he gave me.  This I did not know.  I also did not know he told Dave to account for his time in 2 hour increments.  Meaning, if I ask Dave, "Hey do we have blank cd's somewhere?" and Dave's reply is "No," (as an absurd example, obviously) he can now charge Rod $100 (2 hours of work at $50).  I am outlining the simple math for a reason, so bear with me.  So I peppered Dave with a lot of basic questions, none of which took more than 15 minutes.  I also had maybe 2 or 3 serious questions that took in-depth phone calls - ranging in time from 30 minutes to 75 minutes (1.25 hours).  Obviously, Rod is going to get the shaft when he gets the bill.

Now, because Rod and Dave hate each other so much, they have both agreed that I will be the middle man.  So I asked Dave for an accounting of his hours.  In fairness to Rod (I shudder at the thought, as he is never fair to anyone else), it took Dave a month to respond.  He claimed 10 support issues at 2 hours each. Can you do the math?  I'll show all my work:

     10 issues with 2 hour minimum at $50 per hour, or:
     10 x 2 hrs x 50 $/hr
     20 x $50
     $1000

I sent Rod the email containing the hours (this was before I knew how much he promised Dave per hour.)  Because Rod can never deal with monetary issues immediately, he came to me a few days later, and said "How about if I just give Dave five hundred bucks?"  This sounded suspiciously as though he hadn't read my email, so I asked if he had read it.  Of course he hadn't.  So later, he came up to me and asked me "Twenty hours?!  Has he REALLY worked TWENTY HOURS?"  I said that I highly doubted it, but that Dave said Rod said to bill 2 hours for every job I contacted him about.  Rod didn't address that directly, instead he said "Well, that's fine, I guess.  20 times $50 is $500 anyway, right?"  I did the math quickly in my head.  Um 1st calculation, no, Rod's wrong.  I did it one more time in my head to make sure.  20 x 50 is definitely 1000 is what came back from my internal computer.  "Um, no, Rod, I think 20 times 50 is actually a thousand, right?"

"Well, he's getting $25 an hour, then."

Oh, brother.  So, Rod decided he was going to pay Dave $500 regardless of what he actually worked or what he actually promised to pay him. 

Awesome.  Not only do I work for a rude ignoramus, but now we can add "liar," and "thief."   This guy is such a paragon.

Did I ever tell you?  Rod wants Jen and I to include our pictures on our emails.  Not his, not Dave's when he was here.  Nope, just the two "VERY ATTRACTIVE" women who work for him, because he thinks it would boost sales.  While I understand the theory that "sex sells," I'm pretty sure that is what models are paid for, and what they do for a living.  I work on computers for a living.  So...  Is that misogynistic?  Or just over the top sexual harassment?  I can't decide.   Let's have a discussion about it.

And last, but by no means least, maybe it's time I confess what I found on his desk back in October.  Two prescriptions bottles, one half full, the other empty, both filled on the same day.  The half full bottle read "Adderall" on it.  Who can guess what was in the other, empty bottle?

Looking forward to reading your guesses!


Eye Tee Girl