The good news is that the next day is my 99th day at Harvey's. The better news is that, after some adjustments on my itinerary (subtracting 5 days from Germany and France and adding 5 more days in Poland), I have saved $200. Which means, at this moment, I need approximately $850. That is almost exactly 2 paychecks away. In other words, in four weeks, I will officially be the winner of Survivor: Minimum Wage, and win my round the world trip. Needless to say, I am excited.
Another thing that is making me relieved is that I am officially past the 3 month probation period. This means I cannot be fired on the spot anymore, and instead the employer need to give a termination notice 1 week in advance or termination payment. Which means I only need to care about not getting fired (eliminated form Survivor) for 3 more weeks (well, 2 and a half weeks now). Needless to say, being able to not get fired on the spot is a great feeling. Thanks, government of Ontario!
So last week we have a new addition at Harvey's, and this guy is extremely annoying.
The guy looks like he is aways stoned, and this guy is unreservedly completely retarded, because he wouldn't shut the fuck up about his $7000 one month animal rescue eco-volunteer trip to Ecuador, or how he spent the weekend picketing Urbandale Real Estate for building houses on some pond in Kanata. What is even more incredible is that he has less social tact than even the fucking Troll. While we're at work, this guy keeps talking to me about some shit about environmentalism that nobody cares about, or about how disgusting fast food is, or how much he hates working here, WHILE HE IS GARNISHING A CUSTOMER'S FUCKING FOOD, AND THE GUY CAN HEAR HIM. Sorry, but I don't care, and the customer doesn't deserve this (well, neither do I come to think of it). One customer had some sweater that said "Trees causes pollution. Cut them Down!", clearly a joke shirt. This hippyguy actually got offended by that shirt and said to customer "You don't actually believe that do you?" in an righteous, indignant tone. The guy just answered defensively "it's just a shirt man." What the hell kind of socially untact retard would actually say that to a customer? Afterwards, when that customer was done, he turned to me and said "I bet those guys live in Urbandale houses." I wasn't sure why everyone seems to be avoiding him, maybe it was cause he's the new guy. Now I know, it's because he has a big mouth and he won't shut the hell up.
I made the unfortunate mistake of befriending this annoying whiny ecoterrorist wannabe, and this guy keeps clinging on to me like bad breath. I wouldn't be surprised if this guy gets me fired. Like, holy fuck, this guy just KEEPS TALKING TO ME. I JUST WANT TO WORK AND NOT GET INTO SHIT OR GET YELLED AT BY THE FAT TROLL. STOP TALKING TO ME YOU STONED HIPPY FUCK. YOU'RE GOING TO GET ME FIRED. YOU MIGHT NOT CARE, BUT I STILL DO. This is why I have to be a dick sometimes. I'm getting soft these days. I gotta be a huge dickhead like I used to, if only to keep some of the fucking idiots away.
Speaking of fucking idiots, that's what the management of Harvey's think of their employees, apparently, because they screwed me (and everyone working at Harvey's except possibly the manipulative and egomaniacal managers) over my premium pay that I am entitled to under the Employee Standard Act of Ontario. Under that law, if I am working on a stat holiday (which I was on Boxing Day and New Year's), I am entitled to receive premium pay, which means my hourly wage for the day is multiplied by 1.5, or in other words, $15.37. But I did not get my premium pay; my wage for the stat holidays were not multiplied by 1.5. I asked the Hobgoblin (which is also the payroll officer) about this, and her reaction is interesting. Firstly, I explained clearly that I did not receive my premium pay. She tried to divert this into an explanation on how my payroll hours were correct, and a lecture about holiday statutory pay, which were not what I was asking her about; I clearly told her that I did not get my premium pay. When I finally got through to her thick skull, she finally said that, regarding premium pay, "we don't do that here". What the fuck? You don't do that here? You're exempt from Ontario Labour Law? The law says that you are to pay 1.5 times for each hour worked on stat holiday. I tried again with the Boss, and he tried to give me the same runaround. This attracted the attention of Convict, who got curious about the fact that he got screwed over on pay. Hobgoblin comes around, and this time her explanation is that "the public holiday pay and the regular pay comes together comes to approximately 1.5 times the normal pay, that's where the 1.5 number comes from". Uh, no bitch, there's no "approximate", the law says exactly 1.5 times the hourly wage for the day should be paid. I know that they're fucking with me, and after showing it to my parents, who agreed with my assessment, we came up with the next step. Basically, I'll let this go... for now, until the day I quit, which I will hit them with this issue again, and will call the Employee Standards Board to look into this if it doesn't get resolved. Basically, I got screwed over for $57, which isn't that much, but much more important were the time I could've spent with my family on Boxing Day and New Year's Eve, not to mention the sleep I could've gotten if I didn't have to wake up at fucking 7:30 in the morning to go to work.
I'm more pissed over the fact that they're fucking with me and the people that work in the lowest income bracket and could very well have gotten away with it. I can't wait for Quit Day, which not only will I not have to put up with that stupid Fat Round Cunt called Troll, but get some government heat on them as well for unpaid wages. Fortunately, that day is coming soon... very soon.
Survivor: Minimum Wage continues!
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