In theory, the Space Saga will be officially, finally, completely closed by the end of this week.

I received a phone call last night from the Space Boss. They did in fact receive my paperwork, and he had been authorized to go ahead and pay the amount I feel is owed to me.

Score one for the little round girl!

While I am relived that this doesn’t need to go any further, I am both amused and a little incredulous (more so than usual). It seems the Space Board is disappointed that I took this route, and felt that it was premature for me to have done so. Also, they’re doing me a big favour by just paying me off because, and I quote, “I’ve been through this before – I won 4 claims and lost 1, and believe me, you don’t want this to go to the government”. Well then. Thanks awfully for acknowledging my claim that you’ve been (through no ill will or intent, he said) acting against the BC Employment Standards Act since day one and – wait – did you just admit that this is the SIXTH TIME someone has found your actions as an employer to be unfair, insane, and ultimately illegal?!?? Damn, maybe they really DID do me a huge favour by just cutting my tether and letting me go.

I had to send an email stating that we discussed this, and once I receive the cheque, it will completely sever all and any contracts I may have had with the Space Station. Fine by me – as I told Ed last night, even if they came back next week with a thousand things for me to do, I don’t want to work for that company any longer. Not only do I not trust them, there are a lot of residual bad feelings there and I’d basically be giving them a hall pass to continue to treat me like shit for all eternity. No thank you – I might be submissive, but I’m not an idiot.

Of course, once the cheque arrives I get to file for EI and explain to THAT government why I don’t have a Record of Employment and haven’t paid into the fund for the last 18 months. How many governments can I sic on the Space Station, anyway? It would be a lot easier if I could just get another job – a real one this time please – and not have to file for anything. I’ve been throwing resumes at anything that even remotely looks like I might be able to do or fake, so here’s hoping. I could use some good luck, please. If you have any to spare, send it my way!

Have you ever wondered what a conversation with me would sound like in real life? The first panel of today’s Diesel Sweeties pretty much sums it up perfectly, almost eerily so. I am not at all convinced that the very cute rstevens has not been listening in on my conversations both with Ed and myself.