Asking for a Raise
... Or more accurately, how not to.
So I've got a job, and I hate working but this one is tolerable and I
actually give it slightly more effort than my other jobs which I was always
fired from either for defiance or heinous acts of apathy. Now this job pays
me enough to live and the people are very nice. Needless to say it's not a
corporate outpost but a fancy restaurant and inn which I highly recommend to
anyone who should come to Luray Virginia with a few thousand dollars to
spare. I do the grounds keeping there and it's very tolerable work but
recently I've been considering asking for a raise. A time honored tradition
as old as capitalism that I now think I deserve. Or rather I guess I do, I
might not I don't know but somehow I really don't want to ask. Why not?
Because there are so many scenarios. Just to clarify I'll present them all
Scenario 1: Death
Me: hey ummm boss , you think I could get a raise, you know I always
help out and stuff and no one's been eaten by that South American man trap
plant ever since I started watering it lately.
Boss: That's a pot of Petunias Jarret it never did eat anyone....
Me: Well they're still pretty dangerous...
Boss: You know you're a horrible waste of payroll as well as oxygen,
Me: No it is you who shall die!
( Anime style fight follows with one or both dieing, and if I
Scenario 2: Fired and imprisoned for boss' murder in the duel.
Cop: Come down from that bed and breakfast with your hands behind
your head, drop the sword!
Me: Never! You'll not take me alive I will accept death before
dishonor for that is the way of the samurai!
Cop: No! That's not the answer! You've got a lot to live for like
prison and writing about how you slew your boss in a bloody fight to the
death on a resume at Taco Bell!
Me: I must die! For my honor!
( I fall upon my own sword and then my family and that of my manager come out and make peace as the cop shakes his head and the prince comes out to do
the final soliloquy )
Scenario 3: Getting fired but not having to fight for my life.
Me: So it's your wife's birthday today, well you know you're required
to grant a favor on the day of your wife's birthday right?
Boss: No I'm not a mobster and even if I was you're thinking of
daughter's wedding, not wife's birthday!
Me: Of course you're not a mobster, that's why it applies, mobsters
do the wedding thing. However the owners of expensive hotels are required to
grant favors on the day of their wife or significant other's birthday.
Interestingly enough a moil is required to grant a free circumcision on the
day of his son's baptism as well.
Boss: But a moil wouldn't...
Me: Hey, hey I don't make the rules and I don't try to live by them
but you should.
Boss: ... Pease leave and never ever come back.
Scenario 4: Rather than a dollar raise he just gives me a half a cent
raise and tells me to mow the lawn though I've never had to do that before
so it'd be kind of strange.
Me: Hey can I have a raise?
Boss: Sure I'll give you a half a cent an hour raise!
Me: I was hoping for something a little more, you know,
Boss: Like what? A penny? A nickel perhaps? Well I don't know how you do things in Slovenia or where ever but here in America we don't just give
huge raises for no reason you have to do something really great! That's
capitalism for you, comrade!
Me: First of all I'm not a communist I'm an anarchist and remember
the time I saved everyone from that man eating plant?
Boss: You mean the non-man eating petunia?
Me: Yeah whatever...
Boss: So do you want the raise or not?
Me: Sure, sure...
Boss: Now go mow the lawn!
Scenario 5: My boss accepts but I get hit by a van
Me: So howabout that raise? ( ZOOOM )
Boss: Sure, seven bucks an hour sounds fair. ( FYUUM )
Me: Great. So why are we having this conversation on the town's main
thoroughfare? ( ZIP )
Boss: Fucked if I know, hey look out! (THUD)
Me: Aw crud, I'm just like Stephen King only minus the ability to
sell a piece of paper with my feces smeared on it to form letters to a major
publisher for millions of dollars... But I got a raise!
Scenario 6: My boss accepts and nothing weird happens... Except he's
dressed as a priest!!!
Me: Hey padre, can I have a raise?
Boss dressed as a catholic priest: Certainly my son.
Me: Ok -sits around-
Boss: Shouldn't you be working?
Me: Yeah but I'm busy having a meeting with my superior, I told one
Ursula to hold all my calls.
Boss: You're a groundskeeper...
Me: So? I still might get calls...
Boss: Of what nature?
Me: I don't know, people commenting on the grounds?
Boss: ( Disbelievingly, imagine him waving a dead parrot as he says
this ) Commenting on the grounds?
Me: They might have good things to say about my work you never know.
Boss: How could they possibly say good things about your
groundskeeping when you're in here waiting for calls that will never come
instead of keeping the grounds!?
Me: I got a call last week.
Boss: About the grounds?
Me: No it was just my friend asking if I needed a ride home.
Boss: I see.
Ursula: Mr. H. you got a call, it's your butt doctor he says it's
Boss: Who the devil is that?
Me: That's my secretary, I'm going to have to talk to you later this
sounds important. (to Ursula) Hold all my calls, I think this may take a
Ursula: Sure thing Mr. H!
So you see, getting a raise is a difficult and delicate process which I
don't intend to embark upon because none of these prospective outcomes look
to be all that great. I may just be a coward or I may just be afraid of
losing my job and becoming a character in an F. Scott Fitzgerald novel but
who cares! I've got a clean bill of health from my butt doctor and a hot
secretary named Ursula, life is good!
And if you thought I was going to do something with the whole priest gag
you're sick, sick, sick! Catholic priests have been getting a bad rap for
what they do to young men and I want it to stop. Just because there may be
slight differences in the way they treat men from women, especially very
young men, does not mean they should be persecuted and made the butt of
jokes! I'm sure young males are perfectly happy with what they do for
catholic priests and what they are paid for it. However if for some reason
the young man does request a raise for being the altar boy I am sure he
would receive it readily so stop all the bloody jokes about catholic clergy
being cheep! I'm tired of people saying "Oooh that father O'Connor is
screwing little Joey ... out of several dollars a day." It has to stop! There
is nothing wrong with the way catholic priests pay their help and I am sure
that the disparity in pay between altar boys and altar girls is only due to
the glass ceiling we Americans all know and love and not to any particular