(The chapter, BTW, is #11 of the Bankruptcy Code. Chapter 11 is not as serious as Chapter 7 – it’s more a reorganization tactic than a death sentence, theoretically).
So, fun is when your payroll provider calls you and says, “So I hear your company filed bankruptcy. How do you plan to pay for your payroll?”
(The answer, BTW, is “We plan to pay for our payroll with $$$ so we can continue to have glorious things like a payroll clerk”). (Because if they can’t ‘make’ payroll, I plan to vacate immediately).
I told Gwen, my boss, this and she said that I couldn’t up n’ quit if I wanted unemployment.
(SERIOUSLY, Gwen? I didn’t think you could get more myopic than telling me that I wouldn’t feel so bad about not having a baby if I were religious).
(Or the time you asked if I’d heard of adoption).
I spent yesterday forehead deep in the Essence of Futility (entering invoices into the Accounts Payable software that we will never pay). It’s sad, guys. Every invoice from before the date the company filed won’t get paid. Some of these vendors are small companies and we owe them thousands of dollars. (Some of them are HUGE companies and we owe them tens of thousands).
Gwen has pretty much told me that she won’t stand in my way if I choose to quit (umm, I think denying me unemployment = standing in my way, boss) but that she hopes I will stay. So I do plan to stay, mostly because it’s still a paycheck (..::crosses fingers::..), I still get to hang out w/ The Almighty D (when time allows – yesterday we went to Walgreens for chocolate and it was the highlight of my working week), I have over 4 weeks of time off to use, and I have no place else to go. Yet.
But, there will always be another pink collar job out there. Plus, I realized earlier today that if the company goes under, there is literally nothing tying us to Cheesecake City (if we can sell the house). I’ve thought for awhile that we needed to get out of this house, so maybe this could be the push we need. Who knows?
D asked me the other day how I was so calm about all of this. I told her it was partially an illusion but that I had enough chocolate to get me through the week. This morning, I was taking my two-shot (generic Wellbutrin XL and generic Zoloft) and I realized, “Hmm. I bet that helps too.”
UMMM o.k., so I am mentally throat punching this Gwenshrew for the religionfertility/adoption comments.
LOL! I have to agree with Brandy! I was quite shocked and amazed at the level of insincerity and closed mindedness that this comment fairly spewed. It defies reason how she ended up in the career field she did. Just goes to show you – some of us independent thinkers were meant to lead, not follow. I think we can all guess which category “Gwenshrew” falls in. Quite fitting for a woman that is always talking about how to “align” herself with the venerable male that she feels is in charge at the moment. Here’s a clue: None to be found where we work. But of course, she is clueless.