Friday, February 27, 2009
I'm wearing my stripey socks, which generally have magical powers to lift all woes. But not today. Because today I feel like that white part at the bottom. I feel like a heel. I had to spend my morning calling each of our 40 employees to tell them that, due to a glitch in our payroll system, the checks they received today cannot be cashed and they will have to wait until Tuesday to get their new ones. Which would be fine if these people all had rich uncles to pay their electric bills but they're mostly all working as custodians or food service workers or clerks at the county hospital and making about $9.75/hr. I don't know how many times today I've said, "I'm REALLY sorry."