Well, today I joined the ranks of the temporarily unemployed. The process started yesterday with a phone call from my bank telling me that the last cheque (from my "employer") I deposited came back NSF. Joy. For the past 9 months or so I've been working at a startup, building out a web application for three guys that put some cash into the pot to start up a company. One of them is (was?) a pretty good friend and past business partner, who I've been through some rather ugly/serious shit with on other projects. The guys seemed to be pretty reasonable and trustworthy, so I've been working at half (or less) wage, building up a credit with them. Well, after the call from the bank, I then called my friend. No answer. I then called the CEO of the company. No answer. I sent them a few emails. No reply. I knew that they were getting a bit tight with cash, and I understood their predicament, and asked for their honesty when the shit hit the fan so that they could at least give me a couple weeks warning when they were tapped. I get all that, but this afternoon a whole new level of WTF was reached when I was "officially informed" that I was to have no contact with any part of the company staff or clients or partners other than via legal channels, and not to interact at all with any of their servers/etc. or in any way impede their ability to take full advantage of the systems already in place in order for them to continue on with their business. Seriously? Funnily enough, all of the source code, version control, development/test/demo, and email servers are actually running on my own, personal servers, so guess what fucktards... I'll have all the contact I want with them, thank you very much. I also have a contract that states I can, at will, convert my debt to equity, at the current book value (no sales estimates, etc) of the company, at their expense. It means I could own about half the company tomorrow, if I wanted to. But fuck it... I've just shut down the services that were running on my servers, and wish them the best of luck. Sure, it's a nontrivial amount of cash that I'm never going to see, but fuck them... live and learn. Why can't people just do what they say they're going to do? Needless to say I called up my buddy who made me an offer and took him up on it without giving a shit about the details. I start on the first of the month. I also vented a bit about the crap I just went through, and he felt badly. He asked roughly how much I was out, and I told him. An hour later he called back saying he's arranged for a signing bonus for most of the amount I was out. I now get 2 weeks of fishing and smoking cigars and destressing from the current shit. It's funny how shit works sometimes, eh? It's also funny how some people run their businesses. FOCUS: Share stories from your work place . Ever been fucked over by an employer? Ever had an employer go above and beyond and demonstrate loyalty to you? Do you work at Veridian Dynamics where you're just a number, or do you work for a small shop where the boss treats you like a member of the family?