IRRITATED

Sometime last year I mentioned in one of my blogs that we do a pickup/delivery service for a kosher catering company. The owners are Jewish and I never have a win situation with them. As a matter of fact, they still owe me money for six invoices. What we basically do is pick up the table skirts, spot clean the skirts, wash them, dry them, and then hang them so they can be delivered. It is a lot of work and at times, we get almost fifty skirts. Lately I have not been happy with these people because trying to get my money from them is like pulling teeth.

Time to give names to these people that I deal with to avoid confusion so here goes!
Moshe: The guy that gives me the skirting and passes word to the big boss to pay me.
Cheapo: The owner of this catering company that refuses to pay me on time.

Now that we got the names covered, here the gist of what our deal was…

The deal was that I would get paid on a weekly basis. I would pick up on Thursday and drop off on Friday and receive my money on Monday when I pick up again. Moshe and I agreed to this deal since it seemed convenient for both of us. The first four months went great! Payment was received on time! Then shit started to hit the fan and our deal dates started to get a bit odd. Sometimes I would get a bulk check after four invoice submissions. Of course I put my foot down and I told Moshe the following “look, lately we haven’t received any checks from the big guy, can you please let him know that we have bills to pay too? Plus, lately we bring back your items the next day because we are professional like that.” He understood and then I realized I was preaching to the wrong person.

Now fast forward to this month.

It hasn’t been busy for them lately because majority of the demographic that they cater to, went away… or so I have been told. Moshe continues to converse with me until he tells me something that I find alarming. He tells me “look, Cheapo just told me that you will have to be dealing with him for now on with the money. He doesn’t want me to be giving you the checks so whenever you have an invoice, you have to take it to his office.” I was pissed. He saw my pissed face and told me “don’t let him procrastinate with your money. The balance will build up and then the check will bounce.” Did I believe him? Yes. Payments in the form of a check have bounced from them before. They paid the bouncing fee but still… a bounced check equals unnecessary dilemma and trouble.

So now instead of communicating with one person, I have to communicate with two. Moshe wasn’t bad but Cheapo is horrible. Cheapo always brushes me off so fast but come Monday, I am demanding my money and telling him the following, “Look, we provide you extraordinary service in a fast time period. We would like the same back. At the beginning our deal was that I would be getting paid on a weekly basis. The owner of the Laundromat is NOT happy and I am being yelled at. If you can’t afford us, then please let us know to discontinue servicing you.”

Today I had to clean five black table skirts. I did a shitty job and I admit to it. If Cheapo or Moshe say anything, I will have to point out to them the shitty time they take to pay us. Seems fair to me.

Speaking of Moshe, he decided to get on the flirting train with me. I don’t respond to it and I tend to ignore it; however, it’s fuckin’ annoying and unprofessional. Before the weekend arrives and I drop off his order, he tells me “have a good weekend and try not to get wild” and I truthfully respond “don’t worry… I’m not!” Then he says “you sure? You seem like you are a heavy drinker” and I respond “I’m not.” He does this a lot. It’s irritating. Moshe wobbles and I should tell him “try not to wobble yourself down the stairs” after he tells me that…

*breathes*

OH and get this! Supposedly a monster storm is going to hit New York. He calls me up today asking me if his black skirt order will be ready for delivery tomorrow. I told him that if it isn’t bad in the morning, I will deliver it to him but if it’s bad, I won’t be able to. He asked me when he would get it back and I told him Thursday morning. What did I get from him? “Shit, that is going to screw me over for Thursday morning.” Huh, and you not paying me isn’t screwing me over? FUCK OFF MOSHE! IF THE APOCALYPSE IS GOING ON OUTSIDE MY STORE FRONT WINDOW, I AM NOT LEAVING THE PREMISES! YOU ARE GETTING IT THURSDAY MORNING! The nerve of him!