Pissed Off
Posted: Tue 15 August, 2006 | Author: Lyle | Filed under: Customer Services, Cynicism, Domestic, Getting Organised, Work-related |Leave a comment »So, yes, yesterday’s email that needed to be written. Depressingly, it’s about the new job.
Having waited a week longer than promised to get the verbal offer (so that they could ‘sort out all the paperwork, make sure everything’s right, and get it all signed off’), and accepted that offer despite it involving a £7000 pay-cut (I figure that if nothing else, it gets us up to the area we want to be in. After that I can work on the rest, and make that money up with some *ahem* independent work.) and then waited another two weeks without hearing anything, or getting any written confirmation (which also means I’ve not handed in my notice to the company yet – that may yet turn out to be A Good Thing) I got two phone calls on Friday.
Call One : “Oh, hello, I’m just calling from HR to get details of two references.” Which should’ve been done already through the agency. “Well, I didn’t know ’til today that you were even starting.”. Not the most reassuring.
But the best is yet to come…
Call Two : “Hi, it’s [Future Boss]. I’ve been going through the figures, and it turns out we can’t pay you £xx,000, so we’ll have to drop it to £xx-1,000 .” You must be taking the mickey. (that’s an exact quote, by the way – “taking the mickey”, that’s all I said) “No, we’ve made a mistake, and it’ll be £1000 less than we initially offered. That’s the council’s payscales. I can’t do anything about it”
Now, bearing in mind that I’m getting this job through an agency, the council shouldn’t have even been contacting me direct, which doesn’t help. I get hold of the agency, and ask them to find out what the chuff is going on. They come back and tell me that yes, the offer is now for £1000 less, because they’ve made a mistake. Also, [Future Boss] turns out to be a somewhat sensitive soul, and has taken the huff about me asking if he was taking the mickey, and now worries that I won’t be able to handle the “high-stress” work in the council. (I’ve done this shit before – high stress it most certainly isn’t)
So the snotty email was to the agency, basically pointing out that a) they’re taking the piss, and b) if [Future Boss] is going to be that sensitive, my concerns about what’ll happen if/when (emphasis on the latter) I’m forced to suggest something new, or criticise something existing.
At the moment the application and so on is still going ahead, even with the extra pay cut. I’m epically pissed off about it (oooh, won’t be able to use that expression around [Future Boss]) and seeing what the agency do about it. And in the meantime, well, really it could be back to Square One, and sending out CVs and applications, although that depends on what happens between agency and council, I suppose.
Bloody Fuck