Friday was pay day. It’s about time I was paid. Granted, the lack of pay was a result of my stupidity, but still, they’re so inflexible. To celebrate, I went to the mall and bought a few CDs. I bought Drawing Restraint 9 by Björk (which seems like it’ll even out-Björk Björk), Lucky by Melissa Etheridge, and Wikked Lil’ Grrrls by Esthero. That Esthero CD is pretty good. I’m only about 20 minutes in, but I’m already pretty impressed.
Anyway, I’m calling myself underpaid because for 21 days of work I wasn’t paid all that much. I don’t think it’s the result of taxes. I mean, I was quoted a particular pay rate. What I received was the equivalent of me taking a $7 pay hit. That’s way too much. I haven’t been paid that little since….2001, I guess?
I’m not going to sit by all idle and content to just get it all back by April when my tax return comes. No. I emailed some people to see if somehting went wrong. I also threw in something asking whether my quoted pay level was appropriate to an 8th term co-op student. I plainly asked whether there is a “cap” in place. If there isn’t (and there likely isn’t), then technically, I should be getting more. My logic makes sense. I only hope that it all comes up in my favour, you know. Honestly, if they’re giving me the equivalent of what, say, a 2nd term student is getting, I’m certainly going to cut back on what I’m capable of. Screw it.
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