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Okay, so remember that kick ass job that Dale got installing dishes? Well, here's whats really going on...
When Dale started working with Derrick in July, he ran with a guy named Kent for a weeks worth of training. And he got paid a whopping $250.00.
The next week he ran, he got another $250, but spent at least that much in gas and wound up having to borrow money from dad.
The week after that, he was paid for his first 3 days running alone at the average pay rate per job. His check was a staggering $300 minus his inventory cost. Bills are stacking up at this point and again we have to borrow money to make payments and cover gas and otr expenses.
The next week he was expecting a full week of pay for his jobs. Derrick told us that this shouldve been an impressive check of atleast $1,200.00, yet due to Dale's inability to do paperwork and take the necessary photos, the check was yet again around $350. We owe dad money, car payments are due, dad is getting pissy and we are on the brink of getting way behind in bills.
The next check that was sent was far less than what we had hoped. A measely $600.00. Yet $225.00 went to my dad for half of a truck payment and the rest went to bills and more gas and supplies to support this job.
That brings us to this week. This week shouldve been well over 1k since we had sent in the missing photos from previous jobs plus all of the work from the week before and their photos.
My bank account is dry and my car payment is due next week. Yet, we weren't worried because we were both expecting a hefty check.
But this week, ladies and gentlemen, no check came.
Not a single fucking penny.
*sits patiently while the world bitch slaps the shit out of me, spits in my face, stuffs me in a barrel of rusty nails and rolls me down a hill*
I seriously don't know what I'm going to do. I couldn't help but breaking down and crying my head off when Dale dropped me off. I can't even vent to him about this and ask questions about why we're getting screwed. He gets so pissed off that he'll either start yelling or refuse to talk to me. I just can't understand why he's not demanding answers. He talks to Derrick like a little kid asking for allowance. THATS BULLSHIT!!!! WE'RE NOT DOING THIS FUCKING JOB FOR FREE!!!
Why won't he stand up to him and demand answers?? All I want is to know WHY we're not getting paid. I want to know what the fuck is going on but Dale seems to be too scared to ask.
I don't know what to do. I can't let this keep going on. We're either going to have to start seeing the money for this job or get the fuck out from under it.
What do I do?? I know Dale needs my help on this job. He cant do paperwork for shit, and he's not so great at taking the pictures and keeping up with them and turning them in when they're due. But I don't see how he can keep doing this. This job is actually COSTING us money. That's not the way it's suppose to be. I mean, I knew that even though we were going to be making $1,200 a week, that wasn't actually take-home. It's more like $700.00 after expenses. But we have NEVER even seen THAT much. What the fuck is going on??!
I just feel like crying myself to sleep. I feel like I'm never going to get out of here. And I feel like I can't cry to Dale because he'll just get pissed. But I'm scared. I don't want to have to admit what's going on to my dad. I'm the one that's been telling him not to worry and that this would work out. So now I'm a liar. And an idiot apparently....
*sob*
When Dale started working with Derrick in July, he ran with a guy named Kent for a weeks worth of training. And he got paid a whopping $250.00.
The next week he ran, he got another $250, but spent at least that much in gas and wound up having to borrow money from dad.
The week after that, he was paid for his first 3 days running alone at the average pay rate per job. His check was a staggering $300 minus his inventory cost. Bills are stacking up at this point and again we have to borrow money to make payments and cover gas and otr expenses.
The next week he was expecting a full week of pay for his jobs. Derrick told us that this shouldve been an impressive check of atleast $1,200.00, yet due to Dale's inability to do paperwork and take the necessary photos, the check was yet again around $350. We owe dad money, car payments are due, dad is getting pissy and we are on the brink of getting way behind in bills.
The next check that was sent was far less than what we had hoped. A measely $600.00. Yet $225.00 went to my dad for half of a truck payment and the rest went to bills and more gas and supplies to support this job.
That brings us to this week. This week shouldve been well over 1k since we had sent in the missing photos from previous jobs plus all of the work from the week before and their photos.
My bank account is dry and my car payment is due next week. Yet, we weren't worried because we were both expecting a hefty check.
But this week, ladies and gentlemen, no check came.
Not a single fucking penny.
*sits patiently while the world bitch slaps the shit out of me, spits in my face, stuffs me in a barrel of rusty nails and rolls me down a hill*
I seriously don't know what I'm going to do. I couldn't help but breaking down and crying my head off when Dale dropped me off. I can't even vent to him about this and ask questions about why we're getting screwed. He gets so pissed off that he'll either start yelling or refuse to talk to me. I just can't understand why he's not demanding answers. He talks to Derrick like a little kid asking for allowance. THATS BULLSHIT!!!! WE'RE NOT DOING THIS FUCKING JOB FOR FREE!!!
Why won't he stand up to him and demand answers?? All I want is to know WHY we're not getting paid. I want to know what the fuck is going on but Dale seems to be too scared to ask.
I don't know what to do. I can't let this keep going on. We're either going to have to start seeing the money for this job or get the fuck out from under it.
What do I do?? I know Dale needs my help on this job. He cant do paperwork for shit, and he's not so great at taking the pictures and keeping up with them and turning them in when they're due. But I don't see how he can keep doing this. This job is actually COSTING us money. That's not the way it's suppose to be. I mean, I knew that even though we were going to be making $1,200 a week, that wasn't actually take-home. It's more like $700.00 after expenses. But we have NEVER even seen THAT much. What the fuck is going on??!
I just feel like crying myself to sleep. I feel like I'm never going to get out of here. And I feel like I can't cry to Dale because he'll just get pissed. But I'm scared. I don't want to have to admit what's going on to my dad. I'm the one that's been telling him not to worry and that this would work out. So now I'm a liar. And an idiot apparently....
*sob*