- Mood:
contemplative
If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
Hamburger with Pepper Jack cheese, Baby Spring Mix, and guacamole!
OMNOMNOMNOM!
- Mood:
hungry
I was in the kitchen baking a cake for Cesar's birthday. I noticed that the dogs were kinda quiet. I peeked over and noticed Hoshi tearing something up while Misha was staring at him. The item in his mouth was a green piece of paper.
O.M.G.
As I rushed to the dog, hoping that the only thing in his mouth was a stub, my wet hands grabbed the paper out of Hoshi mouth.
I gasped.
No, it wasn't a stub...it was my entire paycheck. Out of ALL the paper and stuff that was in my purse, he had to grab the most important thing.
Now, I know a lot of you may think, "Why didn't you deposit your check?" or "That's what you get for not having direct deposit." Well, let me answer that question(s). 1) The check was dated March 1st. I couldn't deposit the check Saturday and the banks are closed on Sunday. And no, I don't believe in depositing a check over a certain amount of money via ATM. Also, this incident happened on Saturday. 2) I can't have direct deposit yet because I'm still under probation and I need to accumulate a certain amount of vacation hours before being able to get direct deposit.
Of course I got mad, but I couldn't take it out on the dog. It wasn't his fault. He was being...a dog. My pups sensed I was mad. Misha jumped around like she was saying, "HAHA! He did it! Not me!" Hoshi’s ears were folded back like he knew he did something bad. Even though I wasn't yelling at him, I think he felt that I was quite disappointed. When I was cleaning up what was left of my paycheck, he stood very far away and when I wasn't staring at him, he would inch closer.
When our eyes met, he had such a sad look of "I'm sorry....kinda."
Bob was in the bedroom working on his guitar and I yelled for him. I told him I was going to be late on rent. He asked why knowing that I got paid.
I told him what happened. He didn't believe me. I showed him what was left of the paycheck. He laughed at me. I asked him if it was possible for my work to write me a new check. The only advice he could give me was to take what was left of my paycheck and show my boss.
It is now Monday and I went to work. I had to meet my boss at another office. She was running late so I decided to file some cases away. After I finished, I found my boss talking to some inspectors. After she was finished, I walked up to her.
[Me] Do you think accounting or HR will write me a new paycheck?
[Boss] OMG! What happened? Did you lose it?
[Me] No. *Looks down and shuffles her feet*
[Boss] What happened?!
[Me] MY DOG ATE MY PAYCHECK!
[Boss] *in disbelief* What? He did what?
[Me] He ate my paycheck *SOB*
[Boss] You're kidding me, right?
[Me] No and I have proof.
I went to my desk and pulled out a little ziplock bag filled with what was left of my paycheck.
[Boss] OMG! You have to be joking.
[Me] Nope!
[Boss] Okay, let me finish something and I'll get on it right away.
My boss called Accounting and left a message. About a half an hour later, I get a phone call from someone in accounting.
[Accounting Dude] Is this Tina?
[Me] Yeah.
[Accounting Dude] I heard you lost your paycheck.
[Me] I didn't lose it. It was destroyed.
[AD] ....
[Me] My dog ate it.
[AD] ....
[AD] Well, we need to make sure the check was not cashed...
[Me] I have what's left of my paycheck. If you want me to send it to you...
[AD] Actually, I need you to scan it to PDF and e-mail it to me.
[Me] I'm not sure if there's a scanner around here. Is it okay if I fax it to you if I can't find one?
[AD] Sure.
Accounting Dude gave me the info. I found a machine and scanned (front of back) of the bag containing what was left of my paycheck. I e-mailed it to him.
About 10 minutes later, my boss comes out of her office with her cell phone to her ear. She tells me she will be back. About an hour later, she returns, holding her belly and laughing.
I stared at her, confused. She looks at me and laughs some more. She tells me that another person found out about my situation and called her directly to make sure what happened really happened. My boss told them what I told her. Apparently, this person's only reply was "BAD DOG! BAD!" On top of that, everyone in accounting now knows about my situation and is quite amused at the little story.
After lunch, the guy who I spoke with before received my PDF and asked me to ship him what’s left of my paycheck overnight. Luckily, this isn't coming out of my pocket.
In addition to accounting, apparently, the office my boss and I were working out of caught drift of what happened to me. As I was working on something, one guy comes out and says, "You know, you're suppose to buy dog food with your paycheck, not give the dog your paycheck."
I chuckled. By the end of the day, the entire office was teasing me. OH WELL. At least I made a few people laugh today. I can't wait to see what will happen tomorrow when Accounting gets what's left of my paycheck.
Now, if someone tells me that their dog ate their homework...I WILL BELIEVE THEM!
- Mood: disappointed
- Mood:
chipper
( Look at this bad boy! )
PS, Thank you Bob for the present. I love it!
It is the Year of the Ox!
- Mood: good
Happy New Year too!
Be safe guys and gals.
If not, I'll be returning it this weekend.
Happy Birthday Mom
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