I finally got paid by Cheapo (look at Irritated and Irritated part 2 for details). I was supposed to get paid yesterday but he wasn't there. Well actually, he was supposed to pay me yesterday (Monday) and he said he wasn't in the office.
You know what really pissed me off though? He really was in the office but didn't have the money. I found this out by Moshe. Moshe asked me when he is paying me and I told him "Well, he was supposed to pay me today but he isn't in the office." Moshe smirked and shook his head. I knew what was going on and I asked "He really is in the office, isn't he?" He nodded.
PISSED I TELL YAH!
Today he didn't answer the door when I was ringing it. I stood outside a bit. Nothing. I went to the car and I slammed the door. Then I hear from the intercom "hello, hello, HELLO!?" and I yell "IT'S LAUNDRY GIRL" There was a pause. I could feel a self monologue from him that went like this "shit, shit, shit"... finally his secretary opens the door for me and he is taking money out of his pocket. I took his last two one hundred dollar bills. He gave it to me with a mean look and said "here you go dear". I just blinked, thanked him, grabbed the money, and left.
You'd think that I was the mafia for him to hide like that but really, I'm not. It was only $240... nothing more... I want my money just as much as he wants his skirts. Maybe I should become my own mafia with only me in it to scare him into the fuckin money. Instead of smoking a cigar and asking "wheres the money?" I would be sucking on a lollipop. -shakes head-
Next time I am making a non-kosher comment towards Cheapo. Also, today I wanted to deflate Moshe.
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
IRRITATED PART 2
I know today is my day off from posting in my blog but I wanted to. I should rather say that I needed to post because I need to rant and ranting is always good.
Yesterday I mentioned that Moshe wanted me to deliver the black skirts to him so he can complete his order for Thursday evening; however the problem was that I didn’t know if I was going to deliver the items due to the blizzard in NYC.
I ended up delivering the skirts to him.
I was not pleased that he called me early in the morning to do so either. I should put my phone on silent or vibrate at least. He calls me and asks the following “hey laundry girl, can you deliver the skirts to me please? I need them.” I told him to tell Cheapo to have the money ready.
So I get out of bed cranky and I look outside to see a blanket of snow covering the ground. My exact reaction was “oh fuck, I better get paid for this shit.” Thankfully I have a jeep with four wheel drive and it took me to where I needed. I drop them off at his place and I go to him “your five skirts are delivered.” He says the following (which pissed the fuck out of me) “oh, why did you bring them in this weather? I saw what it looked like outside. Also, I completed my order but thanks for bringing them.” Really? I had a look on my face that projected “I’m going to fuckin’ kill you”. I told him “you, you asked me to bring them to you because you needed them and they were important, you could have called.” He apologized but I didn’t accept it or anything. I turned my back to him. I asked him if he got any word from Cheapo and Moshe said that he didn’t come to work because of the snow. ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING?! YOU FUCKIN ASSHAT, YOU GOT ME OUT OF BED TO BRING YOU SKIRTS WHICH YOU DIDN’T EVEN FRIGGIN NEED?! WHAT. THE. FUCK!? If I were to kill him on the spot, it would be my fault. Not his. This also led me to believe that whenever he rushes me with the skirts, he really doesn’t need them. As a matter of fact, it makes sense. I believed that he rushed me for nothing a long time ago but today really did confirm it.
I saw olive colored table skirts still on the hanger and in plastic. My memory is excellent and I remember him saying “I need these olive skirts back as soon as possible, they are for a wedding.” I remember picking them up in the morning around 9:00am and dropping them off at 3:00pm. He never used them. If he did use them, then I would be cleaning them again after the wedding. So Cheapo is really cheap and Moshe just likes to feel important. Great. Really, I shouldn’t complain because it’s money coming in for the owner and it’s how I get paid but if money doesn’t show up on Monday, Cheapo is REALLY going to hear it from me.
I have patience and I am a calm person but when I am being dragged around and treated unprofessionally, then I can get pretty mean.
I HATE GRADE A ASSHATS!
Next up, there is a friggin blizzard going on outside. Why is the Laundromat busy?! Why are people doing laundry when they can be at home in a warm bed or couch watching television or something?! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU COME AND DO LAUNDRY WHEN THERE IS ALMOST A FOOT OF SNOW OUTSIDE!? WHY!? Oh I know why… these people are destined to make my life difficult. Then again, they are the customers that are labeled as “stupid”. I got a good bunch of them today. Then again, they were the only bunch. One customer kept asking me over and over if bleach is only for white clothes. I told him to read the label after the fifth time. Another customer put coins in the wrong washer and started it up. Another one put soap in a wrong washer and asked me to reimburse the soap to them. I just stared at the customer and walked away. I was NOT in the mood to deal with them. Then I had a customer who decided that it would be a good idea to dye her clothes in the washer with hot water. I stopped her. My favorite one is the one who was confused with the mirrors. The mirrors reflect some of the equipment and he kept asking me how he could get to that side. Really?
I need to sleep and I need to get my money on Monday.
Yesterday I mentioned that Moshe wanted me to deliver the black skirts to him so he can complete his order for Thursday evening; however the problem was that I didn’t know if I was going to deliver the items due to the blizzard in NYC.
I ended up delivering the skirts to him.
I was not pleased that he called me early in the morning to do so either. I should put my phone on silent or vibrate at least. He calls me and asks the following “hey laundry girl, can you deliver the skirts to me please? I need them.” I told him to tell Cheapo to have the money ready.
So I get out of bed cranky and I look outside to see a blanket of snow covering the ground. My exact reaction was “oh fuck, I better get paid for this shit.” Thankfully I have a jeep with four wheel drive and it took me to where I needed. I drop them off at his place and I go to him “your five skirts are delivered.” He says the following (which pissed the fuck out of me) “oh, why did you bring them in this weather? I saw what it looked like outside. Also, I completed my order but thanks for bringing them.” Really? I had a look on my face that projected “I’m going to fuckin’ kill you”. I told him “you, you asked me to bring them to you because you needed them and they were important, you could have called.” He apologized but I didn’t accept it or anything. I turned my back to him. I asked him if he got any word from Cheapo and Moshe said that he didn’t come to work because of the snow. ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING?! YOU FUCKIN ASSHAT, YOU GOT ME OUT OF BED TO BRING YOU SKIRTS WHICH YOU DIDN’T EVEN FRIGGIN NEED?! WHAT. THE. FUCK!? If I were to kill him on the spot, it would be my fault. Not his. This also led me to believe that whenever he rushes me with the skirts, he really doesn’t need them. As a matter of fact, it makes sense. I believed that he rushed me for nothing a long time ago but today really did confirm it.
I saw olive colored table skirts still on the hanger and in plastic. My memory is excellent and I remember him saying “I need these olive skirts back as soon as possible, they are for a wedding.” I remember picking them up in the morning around 9:00am and dropping them off at 3:00pm. He never used them. If he did use them, then I would be cleaning them again after the wedding. So Cheapo is really cheap and Moshe just likes to feel important. Great. Really, I shouldn’t complain because it’s money coming in for the owner and it’s how I get paid but if money doesn’t show up on Monday, Cheapo is REALLY going to hear it from me.
I have patience and I am a calm person but when I am being dragged around and treated unprofessionally, then I can get pretty mean.
I HATE GRADE A ASSHATS!
Next up, there is a friggin blizzard going on outside. Why is the Laundromat busy?! Why are people doing laundry when they can be at home in a warm bed or couch watching television or something?! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU COME AND DO LAUNDRY WHEN THERE IS ALMOST A FOOT OF SNOW OUTSIDE!? WHY!? Oh I know why… these people are destined to make my life difficult. Then again, they are the customers that are labeled as “stupid”. I got a good bunch of them today. Then again, they were the only bunch. One customer kept asking me over and over if bleach is only for white clothes. I told him to read the label after the fifth time. Another customer put coins in the wrong washer and started it up. Another one put soap in a wrong washer and asked me to reimburse the soap to them. I just stared at the customer and walked away. I was NOT in the mood to deal with them. Then I had a customer who decided that it would be a good idea to dye her clothes in the washer with hot water. I stopped her. My favorite one is the one who was confused with the mirrors. The mirrors reflect some of the equipment and he kept asking me how he could get to that side. Really?
I need to sleep and I need to get my money on Monday.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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!
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!
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