Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Roar That Shook My Apartment

This morning I reached the end of my patience. Since I had been told yesterday that I would receive a new assignment today, and knowing that at the earliest I would receive it mid-morning, I decided to wait until 10:30 to send an email to the Content Manager. I politely asked when she might be sending the said assignment, since I wanted to work around when she would send it to me. In other words, will you please let me plan my day already?

In typical fashion, I received no reply, and decided an hour ago to give her a call. She told me that she needed me to be patient because she still had to put together the assignment and so today would be a "down day" for me. That's when I said, Enough! and informed her that, no problem, I would just bill for the time. And I decided that going forward that will just have to be my policy. I'm tired of literally having to eat the cost of not being able to work because they can't seem to get their act together, to the cost to me of several thousand dollars less in income over the course of this past contract. Maybe after seeing "Waiting on next assignment" often enough in the timekeeping system, they'll start getting their act in order faster.

In the meantime, I expect to get paid. And on that note, I'm going out to find myself a pair of winter boots. Hm, paid shopping! Gotta love it. :=)

1 comment:

  1. Goodness gracious, what do you do for a living that lets them think they can treat you that way. Seriously, your patience is much greater than mine. I would've had this conversation with them a long time ago.