Markola
Thinks s/he gets paid by the post
I am wrapping up 4 years with a large local nonprofit. My boss’ neglect and failure regarding my compensation has become almost laughable.
She recruited me but failed to tell me I was entering at the top of my salary grade, meaning I’ve never received a merit increase to my base salary. I asked for a reclass, which was denied.
Her offer letter promised that she would negotiate a retention bonus with me after I started if I met all benchmarks for a major project. It took nearly four years and all kinds of agony to finally get a commitment in February that I would get $15,000 on July 1, 2020 and another $15,000 on December 31, 2020.
I asked for a simple change to add “Sr.” to my title given my nearly three decades of experience. A person in HR with Sr. in her title denied it.
In late May, with financial problems cascading due to the recession, and being sick of the whole cheap situation, I offered to my boss to make myself available for the coming restructuring she was talking about constantly. She agreed and decided that I had verbally resigned in that call. 28 people were laid off 3 weeks later with severance, but not me. I was offered nothing.
She has advocated for my whole $30,000 retention bonus but the evil HR Director is only committing to $15,000 since I’m leaving earlier than December 31. The milquetoast CEO says he “is favorable” to paying me the $30,000 but won’t assert himself. Everyone agrees that I’ve delivered strongly for the organization, finishing the project I lead 7 months early.
Of course, my boss wants me to move heaven and earth during my final two weeks. I’ll help some, because all of my responsibilities are about to fall on an already burdened colleague whom I like, but I plan to be pretty scarce and whatever I do will be mostly done from the backyard hammock.
It’s comical how cheap they are being. I’m going to talk to an employment attorney on Monday but I doubt I have much of a case. The whole experience makes me never want to see the inside of an office again.
Other than that, I’m reminding myself constantly that the weather is finally nice, I’m about to gain my freedom, and this is precisely why I’ve saved and invested to have $1.7M in FU Money by age 54.
She recruited me but failed to tell me I was entering at the top of my salary grade, meaning I’ve never received a merit increase to my base salary. I asked for a reclass, which was denied.
Her offer letter promised that she would negotiate a retention bonus with me after I started if I met all benchmarks for a major project. It took nearly four years and all kinds of agony to finally get a commitment in February that I would get $15,000 on July 1, 2020 and another $15,000 on December 31, 2020.
I asked for a simple change to add “Sr.” to my title given my nearly three decades of experience. A person in HR with Sr. in her title denied it.
In late May, with financial problems cascading due to the recession, and being sick of the whole cheap situation, I offered to my boss to make myself available for the coming restructuring she was talking about constantly. She agreed and decided that I had verbally resigned in that call. 28 people were laid off 3 weeks later with severance, but not me. I was offered nothing.
She has advocated for my whole $30,000 retention bonus but the evil HR Director is only committing to $15,000 since I’m leaving earlier than December 31. The milquetoast CEO says he “is favorable” to paying me the $30,000 but won’t assert himself. Everyone agrees that I’ve delivered strongly for the organization, finishing the project I lead 7 months early.
Of course, my boss wants me to move heaven and earth during my final two weeks. I’ll help some, because all of my responsibilities are about to fall on an already burdened colleague whom I like, but I plan to be pretty scarce and whatever I do will be mostly done from the backyard hammock.
It’s comical how cheap they are being. I’m going to talk to an employment attorney on Monday but I doubt I have much of a case. The whole experience makes me never want to see the inside of an office again.
Other than that, I’m reminding myself constantly that the weather is finally nice, I’m about to gain my freedom, and this is precisely why I’ve saved and invested to have $1.7M in FU Money by age 54.
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