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Journal perfessor multigeek's Journal: Hate

So, my court date is tomorrow at 9:30 AM. My landlord never actually served me with papers so I'm guessing here but I *think* that I need to have about twenty-five hundred dollars or face immediate eviction. So, as of this moment, I have four hundred in the bank, four hundred and fifty in cash, and not a fucking thing more.

Oh, but, you see, it's a bit more complicated then that. I got handed a check by a client yesterday. Hair over a thousand bucks. Only problem, as I discovered when I went to deposit it about midnight, is that she wrote the check to the wrong name. Reed & Wright, rather then my name. Since there is no business account, I'm SOL. Oh, and no, I can't just drop by. She's old, sick and very busy.

Oh, and did I mention that another client was supposed to pay me a bit over eight hundred on Monday morning? But, ya see, she cancelled. Too busy, evidently. I won't see her until nine PM Thursday night, when I'm I'm supposed to go over and do some work.

Oh, right, and then there is the two hundred or so that should be waiting in my rented mailbox by now. But, oh by the way, the rent is overdue and if I don't come up with four hundred for them by tomorrow I lose my box and everything mailed to it since the end of February.

Oh, and I'm getting paid about three or four hundred by another client on Saturday. And haven't even billed another one yet but she's impossible to track down so God knows what that will end up as.


I'll fucking manage the next few days. Somehow I always do. I'll grovel and beg and look pathetic and lick the lawyer's ass 'til shit chunks have filled my beard thicker then the rust on a city bridge. I'll finagle and hustle and scrimp and renegotiate and somehow get through another week.

BUT I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF LIVING LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Somehow, no matter what I do, I never ever manage to catch my breath. I never get a fucking rest.

How the fuck am I supposed to get up in the morning?



Addendum: Next day, post-court date.
I borrowed three hundred bucks from my friend Kim. I paid a hundred and fifty to get access to my mailbox and discovered that neither check had been sent. On the other hand, my bank actually cleared the check made out to Reed&Wright (yeah, CommerceBank!). I blew a few bucks on getting ready for *more* client concerns.

End result? I walked into court with a thousand dollar bank check and seven hundred and fifty in cash. My landlord seems to have done weird things with their records (again) and the lawyer they sent couldn't figure out some of the charges anyway. Since the lawyer was a really nice guy (and since I had *overpaid* in the previous payment due) he declared me only needing to pay a little over two thousand. So I owe them a bit over three hundred by the end of April (and, of course, my rent), I owe three hundred and thirty to Kim (she graciously agreed to let me pay interest which I find far more restful then wondering how much I owe somebody in "favor points") and I'm basically on track.

As of this moment, despite losing almost a month and a half in earnings so far this year (flu, etc.) I'm now only about fifteen hundred behind where I had wanted to be by now as of September of last year.

I've also decided to dump my most annoying clients, including the one who canceled on me last week and again this one, still owing me (so far) eight hundred bucks. I never wanted this business and it's managing to leave me utterly wrecked and without the time I need for building my publishing company.
Nonetheless, I did get a smidgeon of billable time in yesterday and today and have reestablished contact with a client who is *comparatively* painless and should be good for about twenty or thirty hours of billable time even if I do a very efficient job of getting her up and running.

Thanks to all of you who sat through this rant. Keying it in and uploading it played a real role in venting enough to get through the muck.
Enormous thanks to Richie2000 for sending me some heartening tech news and a "chin up" message.

Maybe someday I'll actually have money in the bank again with nobody baying for it.

Keeping the greenback banshees at bay,

-Rustin

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