promises… don’t tell me you love mePosted: November 13, 2012
I hauled in $8.65 per hour working in IT, $346.15 per week, $18,000 per year. Just barely two pennies two rub to together, still way up from the $2.50 per hour I started at. My boss at the time was a character. His mantra, “Don’t tell me you love me, show me in my wallet!”
One day he comes in and says “Webb, name something I can do for you.”
I shoot back “I want to make $20,000 a year.”
He paused, “Name something else.”
Three years later he calls me into his office, the HR lady waits with him. “Webb, we appreciate your work. We want to give you something. Pick your new title.”
I think for a minute. “UNIX System Administrator”, that’s the role I had self taught myself to do there.
Silence, they glance at one another. “We don’t have a system administrator, pick something else.”
I didn’t get that one either.