Employment. The Saga Continues.

So, this morning I got a call from the recruiting company saying they couldn't find what I was working on. I told them to go and ask the company WTF they were talking about because everything I was working on was on a central database. A few hours later I got a call from someone who was obviously the boss of the woman who called me in the morning. He asked if there was some way I could go in and show them what they were looking for. I explained to him that as I had been fired, we were now negotiating a new pay rate, which was now $50 an hour, for a minimum of 4 hours, regardless of time taken. He countered with $20 an hour, for 2 hours. I explained that this was not acceptable, and that I had given my offer, take it or leave it. He had a moan about how the company had a problem and they needed to solve it, to which I replied that yes, he had a problem, I don't, it's none of my concern and if you want me to fix it then my outside consultancy rate has already been mentioned. I was then threatened that the company was not going to pay me because they were saying I didn't do the work. I replied that on Friday morning, the boss there had been praising the work I had done thus far, and had also signed off on the time sheet Friday afternoon. I then queried whether this conversation was worth continuing or whether I should just wait to see them in court. He then assured me that even if the company didn't pay them, they would pay me ;) He gave me some big song and dance about references and how with this attitude they wouldn't be able find me other work, which he got a "So? I don't care" response to. I think they've been quite shocked the whole way with the way I've handled them, not your normal response. Yay to the power being in my hands ;)


I feel so good about all of this. One of the biggest things I had go wrong with me over the last few years was I got a huge fear of confrontation. Not all that long ago I just would have gone and fixed it up and said thanks for the opportunity. No I've started to stand up for myself again, and it feels good :)


In other news, uni started today. The first day has been plagued with the inevitable fuckups that go with starting a new semester at uni, along with the inevitable fuckups that go with being part of the history dept. at la trobe... It's not that they're stupid or anything, obviously they're not, it's just that you get some problems sometimes with people who live in the past. I let it slide, because I know it's where I'm heading ;) I saw one of my tutors and got her to chase up what happened with my exam result, she couldn't quite understand how I went from A+'s during semester to a barely pass on the exam either. She didn't mark it so she's going to chase it up and have a look. Bless. She's a nice girl :)

I've managed to score 2 days a week off, so no Wednesday or Friday classes for me :) Honestly, it's the 2 days I'd hope for more than anything, even Monday, which I don't start until 1 anyways ;) But it has meant that Mondays are now my killer days, with 5 hours of classes and a finish time of 7pm, but at least I have over a third of my classes completed by Tuesday.