The End Days
It's hard to know where to begin. I'm trying to begin at the beginning of the end, but it's hard to know where that is. Maybe it's January 4th, when Turkey announced he was shutting down the firm, and then promptly laid off the office manager using that as an excuse, while the truth was that (he desperately needed him) Turkey was scared of Office Manager, after OM began showing his anger at how shittily Turkey was treating him.
I think my last day of work was February 19th. It was definitely a Wednesday. The last two days nearly killed me. We were trying to pack up the office, get everything out of storage (about 240 boxes filled with files), and wrap up a few legal cases that weren't being transferred to the new firm.
Turkey was barely in the office during the last couple of weeks. Each day I came home with new paper cuts and sore arms from moving boxes (yay for muscles!). In my last week of working for him, I never even saw Turkey. He called the office a few times, but he didn't come in. So my goodbye was very anti-climactic. There was nobody there except Turkey's part-time accounting lady on my last day.
By my last day, Turkey and I still hadn't resolved that severance issue. I'd taken the liberty of filling in the agreement with how many weeks I wanted (we'd discussed it, and I'd explained why I honestly thought my request was fair). I'd asked Turkey for four weeks of severance after he initially offered three. I worked with him for almost two years, longer than ANY OTHER secretary lasted, through three suicides (his mother, a peer, and a cousin), four personal assistants, two office managers, several lawsuits, the purchase of his country home (which was a lot of work for us, though it shouldn't have been), etc. Oh, and I was walking away with 88 hours of sick time accrued (but not used). Also, Turkey saved money because although he initially offered me health insurance, he never managed to pay for it, which meant I didn't have it. Originally he'd said he would pay up to $500 per month towards health insurance. Never happened. He saved thousands.
This past week, I got a new severance agreement in the mail. With my name spelled incorrectly AGAIN. There's something to the fact that I got both my employment and severance agreements with a misspelled name. In this new severance agreement, Turkey offered me two weeks, one less than he initially started out offering me. You could say I'm lucky to be offered anything at all. That I was greedy to ask for more than he started out offering, and this reduction is my punishment. Maybe that's true.
I spent an hour on the phone with the Office Manager. He was offered even less severance than I was. The severance is connected to a release. Turkey's goal is to give you as little severance as he thinks he can get away with, while still getting you to sign that release saying you won't sue him. OM told me he was thinking of not signing, and foregoing the severance. Nothing speaks louder than money to Turkey. He throws money at problems, and views whoever has the most money as the most important, most impressive. So to reject his money will blow his mind. It's crazy, but so is Turkey. I am tempted to join OM, but go one step farther. Cliffhanger!
I think my last day of work was February 19th. It was definitely a Wednesday. The last two days nearly killed me. We were trying to pack up the office, get everything out of storage (about 240 boxes filled with files), and wrap up a few legal cases that weren't being transferred to the new firm.
Turkey was barely in the office during the last couple of weeks. Each day I came home with new paper cuts and sore arms from moving boxes (yay for muscles!). In my last week of working for him, I never even saw Turkey. He called the office a few times, but he didn't come in. So my goodbye was very anti-climactic. There was nobody there except Turkey's part-time accounting lady on my last day.
By my last day, Turkey and I still hadn't resolved that severance issue. I'd taken the liberty of filling in the agreement with how many weeks I wanted (we'd discussed it, and I'd explained why I honestly thought my request was fair). I'd asked Turkey for four weeks of severance after he initially offered three. I worked with him for almost two years, longer than ANY OTHER secretary lasted, through three suicides (his mother, a peer, and a cousin), four personal assistants, two office managers, several lawsuits, the purchase of his country home (which was a lot of work for us, though it shouldn't have been), etc. Oh, and I was walking away with 88 hours of sick time accrued (but not used). Also, Turkey saved money because although he initially offered me health insurance, he never managed to pay for it, which meant I didn't have it. Originally he'd said he would pay up to $500 per month towards health insurance. Never happened. He saved thousands.
This past week, I got a new severance agreement in the mail. With my name spelled incorrectly AGAIN. There's something to the fact that I got both my employment and severance agreements with a misspelled name. In this new severance agreement, Turkey offered me two weeks, one less than he initially started out offering me. You could say I'm lucky to be offered anything at all. That I was greedy to ask for more than he started out offering, and this reduction is my punishment. Maybe that's true.
I spent an hour on the phone with the Office Manager. He was offered even less severance than I was. The severance is connected to a release. Turkey's goal is to give you as little severance as he thinks he can get away with, while still getting you to sign that release saying you won't sue him. OM told me he was thinking of not signing, and foregoing the severance. Nothing speaks louder than money to Turkey. He throws money at problems, and views whoever has the most money as the most important, most impressive. So to reject his money will blow his mind. It's crazy, but so is Turkey. I am tempted to join OM, but go one step farther. Cliffhanger!
Labels: Batshit Crazy, Turkey
posted by Green at 3/02/2013 05:57:00 PM
3 Comments:
I am on pins and needles waiting to know. I hate cliffhangers. Also I hope that your next boss is as awesome to you as Turkey was shitty. You would have the most coveted job in the world.
Are you fucking kidding me?! HE NEVER PAID YOUR HEALTH INSURANCE?!?! Can you countersue?!?! And I'm with Ea about your next boss.
Wanna move to MN? Our school network is hiring, and though we're not looking for a legal secretary, there are several administrative/ops postings that made me think of you instantly.
What a bag of dicks that Turkey is! I hope you sue his ass to high heaven. Please do it. I am in awe about the level of nastiness to which he has stooped this time.
xoxo,
CD
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