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[apocalypsos]

I didn't get a paycheck today, because Bossman never bothered to submit my hours from last week.

RAGE.

"And that, Your Honor, is why the police found the body of a large drunken buffoon in my woodchipper."

EDIT: I'd also like to add that the reason I haven't called his cell phone again after the last time I called it fifteen minutes ago is because he obviously got off work at four and went to a bar, and he sounded fucking wasted. Well, that, and anything I say to him right now isn't going to be the least bit constructive.

If some higher being is trying to frustrate me into quitting, I wouldn't be surprised.

OTHER, LESS ANGRY EDIT: Between the new supervisor and the Town Crier, I'll be getting my paycheck on Saturday. I might not be able to cash it until Monday, but still. *sigh of relief*

That doesn't mean I won't be hanging this over Bossman's head every time I talk to him.

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Well, my boss here called payroll, but it's after hours there, so he left a message. And I caled the old station and the Town Crier said he'd call, too, so God willing, I'll have it tomorrow. (Of course, it'll mean going to another bank further away just to get it cashed Saturday morning, but I'd still get it.)