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Thursday, August 14, 2003
Check That-- I Meant ENDING a Business
Well, I guess it had to end, somehow. For two years, we tried our best to keep the business going. Next week, we'll have to close down. Along with about 3 law suits for credit card debts, countless demand letters, bounced checks, we are really in deep shit.
Our soon-to-be ex-employees, however, are in a snit because their pay might be delayed.
Like I give a fuck.
Well, I guess it had to end, somehow. For two years, we tried our best to keep the business going. Next week, we'll have to close down. Along with about 3 law suits for credit card debts, countless demand letters, bounced checks, we are really in deep shit.
Our soon-to-be ex-employees, however, are in a snit because their pay might be delayed.
Like I give a fuck.
Monday, May 26, 2003
Humble Pie
The sad part about starting a business is that you get no respect. From suppliers, it’s understandable. But from job applicants? I hired two web designers recently, and one after the other, they bailed out AFTER accepting my offer sheet. Turns out they were only using it as leverage for a pay raise. If I was to revert to being Teenage Filipino Macho Asshole again (which I definitely was until I had kids), I’d whup these cretins’ asses.
On that note, we segue into the sad state of professionalism hereabouts. You see it everywhere. I saw an ad for a DSL service, called up for a demo, drove all the way to their building, and was promptly greeted with blank stares and hurried phone calls to “the people who know about these things” when I started asking technical questions. And these were the sales people! All they had to do to close the sale was read their brochure and actually understand it. The answers were in there.
It’s just so frustrating, having to deal with ineptness on a daily basis. And don’t get me started with English as a means of communication, because we are scraping the bottom of the barrel here. (If I ever read another “resulting to…” again, I am going to scream like a girl).
The sad part about starting a business is that you get no respect. From suppliers, it’s understandable. But from job applicants? I hired two web designers recently, and one after the other, they bailed out AFTER accepting my offer sheet. Turns out they were only using it as leverage for a pay raise. If I was to revert to being Teenage Filipino Macho Asshole again (which I definitely was until I had kids), I’d whup these cretins’ asses.
On that note, we segue into the sad state of professionalism hereabouts. You see it everywhere. I saw an ad for a DSL service, called up for a demo, drove all the way to their building, and was promptly greeted with blank stares and hurried phone calls to “the people who know about these things” when I started asking technical questions. And these were the sales people! All they had to do to close the sale was read their brochure and actually understand it. The answers were in there.
It’s just so frustrating, having to deal with ineptness on a daily basis. And don’t get me started with English as a means of communication, because we are scraping the bottom of the barrel here. (If I ever read another “resulting to…” again, I am going to scream like a girl).
