Friday, October 08, 2004
I've just gotten off of the phone with the Library. Evidently there are a few things they choose not to tell students (all employees?) when they are first hired. 1) Your boss is probably a prick. 2) Even though you start at a time appropriate for the upcoming pay date and your time sheets are turned in properly, being new and them having had two weeks to process your paperwork, you won't be fully processed until the next pay date. That's four weeks you'll have been working for the Library without any income. Luckily for me it's not my sole source of income and luckily for my roommate he only has the job because Father says he should learn the value of a dollar. 3) When that fourth week comes and there are no funds in your account and you call to find out why that's the case, you'll be told that it usually takes a few weeks to process the Direct Deposit ppwk. You'll point out that it's been four weeks already that you've been working, five weeks since you gave them the ppwk. And then they will correct their former statement and say, "Sorry, not a few weeks. A few pay cycles." 4) Choosing to make the best of a bad situation, you ask when the physical checks usually arrive to campus. "Oh, they get here around Noon or 1PM." And your response may go something like, "Oh, so just in time for me to not get to my bank and have depositing it count as this business day as opposed to it counting as being deposited on Monday because I got to the bank just an hour too late today?" And the reply will be something like a very firm and affirmative, "Right." And then you'll thank the lady on the other end for all of her help, bid her a nice day, hang up the phone, and silently breakdown in the dim morning light of your studio-double dorm room so not to awaken your roommate who has perhaps only just fallen asleep since he had a paper due this AM by email to his professor.
And then I realized that, having counted on Direct Deposit, I definitely told ING that it would be alright for them to take out money from my account yesterday so that it would actually clear Monday and then all would be good. Only now ING will try to take out $25 (yes, just $25) and, if my bank honors the request, that $25 will cost me $55 ($25 + $30 = $55) because the Library could not have told me how getting paid works in ways far more mysterious than them handing me a pay schedule sheet and just saying "These are the days on which you'll get paid." And, no, my bank won't allow me to tell them to not honor the request because when I authorize a company to take money out of my account, there is nothing they can do about it without four days advance notice (but the process itself only takes three days, so whenever I initiate the transfer manually it will never be possible to give them four days notice).
And I have to spend the money to go downtown and deposit my check, hoping that the checks will get here early today and that my boss will go and get them from the mailroom early as well, so that maybe I could spend the remaining three $1-bills that I have and a collection of my change to get me down to the bank and back up to campus. And then borrow $4 from my roommate tomorrow to get me to and from work.
And hate myself because I cannot go to Michelle's Birthday Bash. And, yes, I do realize the stupidity of this link. But it's a pretty Evite and I wanted you to see it.
And between the knots this morning (which have started to subside) and finding out that I am not only poor, but will be further in debt by $30 come Monday morning around 2AM, I was woken up by Apple calling to inform me that my year warranty is about to run out and that maybe I should invest in the Apple Care Protection Plan and that, should there be any problems with the iPod now and I were to take it to the Apple store in SoHo or send it in to service to get it fixed, that my first 6-months of the warranty is up and with that goes my free tech-consultation (now $49, which I knew and was not going to bother with since I do not need someone to tell me it's malfunctioning [which I can clearly see for myself] nor why it's malfunctioning because unless it's my direct fault I don't give a damn) and also that I'd be charged the S&H fee of $29 (which I did not know) and that then it would be in my best interest to invest in the ACP Plan as it only costs $20 more and I would have everything free and covered until December 30th, 2005.
I had already been planning on getting the ACP Plan, but needed to wait until I could afford it. But now I'm severely pissed at the absurdity of the fact that six months into my year of parts and warranty protection and, unlike every other company in the world that covers parts and warranty, they are going to charge me for the S&H? You gotta be fucking kidding me.
It's going to be a zany day of knotty-stomach-bank-trekking-on-last-dime-suicide-research-paper-writing fun.
promulgated by SWS2.1 at 09:47.
3 comments
3 Comments:
oh my god
just spend $2 to come down here i will pay you for the friggen subway ride, then bring your stuff, drop it off at my apt on 30th st. and COME TO THE PARTY. Then stay at my place and walk to work the next morning. After work, help me move into my new apartment and I will pay you in cash (or I'll give you money Friday)
if you absolutely MUST go home, you can borrow my unlimited subway card and I'll come by WF on saturday and pick it up
i don't have my phone w/me, so call and leave a message
You know, I really don't think an "Oh my God" is called for in this matter. It's not like I'm happy to not be able to afford the subway. And, Michelle, the issue is that what I need to do first and foremost is go to the bank and deposit my check, should it ever be located.
The roundtrip of that will wipe me out clean. And since you're not anywhere to be located right now, it's not like I can say, "Fuck the check. I'll meet you at 30th street." And go down with all of my reading and crap and squat there until it's time for the party.
Sorry to be inconveniently impoverished.
The Oh My God is due to the fact that this isn't the first time you've bailed on me at the last minute because of sudden lack of funds. (And then having $10 to go see a movie even though you were near broke.)
The Oh My God is due to the fact that you expect to get shit on by everyone and everything, but you never plan on it.
The Oh My God is due to the fact that I hate people cancelling on me at the last minute as much as you do.
The rest of the post was me trying to help out a friend. I'm at the 25th st office from now 'till 5:30. 6463367090
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