Paying your dues...

Well, it seems that my ability to find a job, although having paid off through a complete stroke of luck and chance, is still not without its faults.
Today was supposed to be the day that everyone who gets a job works for... payday. The company that i work for has some kind of outside company that they pay to do their payroll and other things of that nature. The great thing about it? That's right, they don't pay you when they're supposed to. Instead, they seem to be on some kind of lunar-modulated, sun-drenched, fire-walled, pot-stoned, calendar where they decide that by saying "the check is in the mail" they really mean "the check? what check? i know of no check? oh that check, it's in the mail."

I mean, if it were just me, i would have thought that it was more due to a clerical error perhaps, or something having to do with my unbelieveable luck in finding work and the subsequent "pay" that is supposed to come from it (if i end up not getting a check, this won't be the first time...), but it's not just me. There are several other people on the property, without whom, the place would literally fall apart, haven't gotten their paychecks either. The people who have gotten paid? My boss, and only one other person... To which obviously your question will be, "why are carrots so lazy?" Well, i don't know about that, but the other person that got paid, you guessed it, the groundskeeper, without whom, we would have to deal with the treachery of walking past leaves that have fallen off the trees (from old age, this is california afterall, they don't fall off from being cold).

So, ranting aside, i'm getting hungry, but can't afford to buy anything to eat. If you have some money, or food, consider this my proverbial cardboard sign, written with marker (where do bums get markers? that's another post), asking for food.