It's about time!

We got visit yesterday from "The Big Wigs" (as Rita put it).  It went well.  I called and spoke to Coral (my newest district manager) and she told me I didn't have to come in early (I worked til 8pm last night, they were there at 9am).  The only thing we truly got "busted" for was the back room door was left open and it's not supposed to be.  BIG. WHOOPTIE.  DOO.

Later that day, when I was in the middle of a hair cut, Coral called back, wanting to briefly talk to me.  I'M NOW OFFICIALLY THE MANAGER!!!  PAY RAISE, BONUSES COMING MY WAY, EVERYTHING!!! 

It wasn't a case of what I was doing as opposed to what I SHOULD be doing.  And I didn't suspect that at all.  It was a case of having the "wrong" people above me that wouldn't advance me, for whatever reasons they could come up with.  Every "hoop" they presented, I jumped through.  Every challenge they passed my way, I grabbed and shook the hell out of it.  And, I still, when I asked, got told there was "more" I needed to do to become the manager.  So, I finally just gave up.  I worked the minimum hours required (38-ish), submitted schedules on time, and did the supply ordering.  THAT'S IT.  I refused to call in my hours (which I was supposed to, so I could get the "acting manager" stipend, which, by the way, still didn't cover what I was supposed to be making).

My theory behind not calling in my hours is this:  If you'd just make me salon manager, I wouldn't have to call in my hours, and still not get paid what I'm supposed to.  Consequently, when I talked to Coral yesterday, I'm now getting a retroactive check to cover all the weeks I didn't call in my payroll, and as of August 1st, I will be on manager's pay (which is 50% commission instead of 40%, regardless of what I pull in for client services).

That all being said, stay tuned for another exciting installment of "All My Scissors" because I'm too sure the shenanigans will be starting up, AGAIN.