DAY 3

*Monday June 2, 2008*

The last day of my streak of bad days. As if losing my phone and getting locked out of my house wasn't enough, I had to go to work on Monday...

I work for 3 different guys. It's kind of complicated to explain, but basically my bosses get paid on commission & if they sell enough clothes then the company will pay for me. If they don't then they have to pay for me out of pocket. 2 guys are on that plan & the other one pays me out of pocket period. He pays me in advance for the whole month at the 1st of the month. Basically I was set.

So come the 2nd, technically the 1st working day of the month, I came in to work & go about my day. The third boss called me into his office & I went in expecting to get a list of things to do right? Wrong. He asked me to sit down so I was already suspicious. He said that I'm a great assistant & yadi ya & went on to say that his daughter is off of school for the summer & needed a job. So basically he's sorry for the short notice but he has to give her my job. I mean, I was only working for him for 2 hours a day, 10 hours a week, but still. I was getting a nice little check from it.

He asked me if it was ok, but I mean, it was a rhetorical question. I didn't have a say in the matter did I? So rather than being all dramatic & rude & saying what I wanted to say, I just simply nodded & kept my cool. He said that she's coming in in a couple of hours so he'd tell her where my desk is if she needs any help. Mind you he just asked me if it was ok? So if I said that it wasn't then you'd call her & tell her not to come? Yea right. She was already told to come before you even spoke to me.

And she sure did come a couple of hours after he broke the news to me. Wearing a halter top & not looking professional at all. But hey, if I was working for my dad I'd wear whatever I want to too.

Mind you I'm an understanding & just person. It isn't a big deal if your daughter wants to work for you. That's fine. That's great. But you could've freaking gave me a heads up! I mean, damn! You HAD to have known before that morning. I mean, come on! You tell me the day of? So unprofessional!

I'm not mad at him at all. He's a great person & a great boss. I'm just mad at the timing of the whole situation. He was supposed to pay me that day. For the whole month. And needless to say I already had plans for the money so I had to rearrange my plans. It was horrible. I'm not sure what he's worth but quite sure that he's at least a millionaire so the x amount of money that I was supposed to get might not mean much to him but it means much to me. I'm not getting paid poorly but I'm not a millionaire either so a simple check makes a great difference in our household. Might I add I'm only 22 remember? I wasn't born into a rich family and/or inherited any money so I'm working class just like any other 20 something year olds. I'm still trying to establish myself.

Goes to show that people are really dispensable to some, especially in the work place. I'd like to think that I was a great assistant but I guess situations called for him to hire his daughter so... He said that when she goes back to school he'd ask me to work for him again but I'm not so sure I want to. I don't feel secured working for him anymore. Who's to say she doesn't need a job again? If I do agree to work for him we'd have to sign a contract saying he'd have to give me at least 2 weeks notice & compensate me for the other 2 weeks that I won't be getting paid for. That's the only way.

A month later I'm still recovering from the hit of that one missing check. But I'm doing fine. We're not going homeless or anything. It was just a huge inconvenience. But oh well, nothing's gonna dampen my mood or bring me down. I have plans & goals, dreams & aspirations. Nothing's gonna stop me. Not a water soaked phone, not a locked door, and definitely not money. Money will never rule my life nomatter how hard it tries. Because at the end of the day, it's just a piece of paper with numbers on it. Nothing more. Nothing less.