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Thursday, February 19, 2004

The Boss is more forgiving than I am. He made a deal last week with one of the contractors who owes us money. We would take a thousand dollars off our invoice if they would send the check right away. That's one of the big checks I've been waiting anxiously for all week.

And those are the people who found a reason yesterday, a week later, not to pay us. They're the folks who demanded certified payroll reports and a release from our equipment supplier (whom we've already paid out of our own pocket). They "couldn't" mail the check until they had this paperwork in hand. For some reason they couldn't ask us for it until a week after they promised to put the check in the mail.

So I jumped through their hoops and lined up all the ducks for them. They've promised (again) that the check was mailed yesterday. I assume they're still taking their thousand-dollar "prompt payment" discount. The Boss says to let it go. There's nothing I can do about it, but I'd be inclined to press the matter if it were up to me.

He's right, though. We do need the money. If it doesn't arrive tomorrow, I'll have to borrow from the credit line again, for the second week in a row. Our receivables far outnumber our debts, and yet we're going further into debt to keep current with our own creditors. I don't know why the people who owe us money can't be as reliable and diligent as we are with the people we owe.

Most of the time I hate this cutthroat construction business. When I was in retail, I hated the work and loved the people. Here, I like the work and can't stand a lot of the people. Liars, muggers and thieves. Bah.

18 February 2004

Clouds sneaking over the horizon.

When I got to the post office this morning I saw one of those window envelopes that tells you there's a check inside. I got so excited I almost cried. I rushed home to get the deposit ready for the bank, and it was indeed a check. It was a check for a paltry $160.00, a refund on the business license we paid to a city where we didn't do any business last year. I did rush it to the bank, even so. Right now I'm just that desperate.

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