The reason I was told was that I couldnāt be trusted with credit-card tranactions, which was quite frankly bullshit. It was because I talked about talking to a reporter at the Macomb Daily about the incident after finding out that the law wasnāt notified. The girl later passed out trying to huff PC duster. The whole thing was very sordid. Anyhow, I talked about telling the MD in front of someone who didnāt like me, but whom I didnāt think was a tattler.
I just got a check in from some freelance work. Itās so overdue that I had to budget around it like it wasnāt ever coming - although I had full faith in its arrival, the timing was all mucked up.
So I get this sweet sweet check. And I deposit it. And I notice that suddenly my balance and my credit card debt areā¦ almost identical.
And then I did the right thing, and paid that mofo off. Ramen all week, but who cares. Iām back in the black.
everyones a tattler. I accidentally threw my own boss under the bus to IT my first day at a new job about something he was doing that was very security risky. People talk, and talk, and talk.
I am positive if you did this in good faith, then they never spelled it out anywhere: usually companies like the boss and/or an officially designated (read: briefed) spokesperson to talk to media.
Just as a for instance: letās say Iām being interviewed because of something I volunteer for outside of work. If the reporter asks where I work, I can give the name of the company and my title, but anything past that has to go through legal.
Which is why I and most of my colleagues are very vague about where we work and who our clients are, even with friends and family. Itās not worth the hassle.
It sounds to me like that company decided they had that rule after you talked to the media. Their loss.
Iāve finally completely figured out how I (both as director and Captain Hook) can make do with a crew of two. (And one of them is Smee, who isnāt ideal for the rough stuff).
Iāve already jettisoned almost all of Act 3, practically reducing it to a speech given by Hook to the audience. The speech is supposed to be delivered to my crew, so Iāve made the audience my surrogate crew. The play loses the big fight in the middle, but the croc chasing me through the audience should make up for it.
But, what to do about Peter Panās heroic rescue for the final act? Itās considerably less heroic if he only fights one pirate followed by Hook. Well, in the original play, one of the first pirates defeated is dispatched out of the audienceās view in the shipās cabin. My cunning plan is that I acquire a box of greatly varying hats, secure it backstage, have my pirate rush into the cabin, scream piteously, rush around back stage, and then re-emerge, repeatedly, each time sporting different head gear, until weāve milked the gag sufficiently.
About a month ago I interviewed for a job that I really liked. It was in the Pan-Am Building and everything. The interview went very well ā Iām getting good at the interview dance.
But, as I wrote above, that was a month ago and I havenāt heard anything since.
Until yeasterday. I got an email from this companyās HR asking me to fill out a WOTC online form.
It aināt much, but itās better than nothing. At least I know Iām still on their list of names somewhere. Thatās the best news Iāve had in a while.