A few things happened today that were encouraging, in the sense that maybe the exec team is going to start paying attention to the issues that are keeping me up at night. I had a couple of blunt discussions about things they need to be thinking about, and to their credit, they are getting involved. But just the fact that I am having those kinds of discussions with the executives who run the company is a pretty fair indication that I am not a paralegal. That ain't paralegal duty. I am functioning as part of the management team and I expect to be recognized for it and compensated accordingly.
And Jefe said he'd talk to HR on Monday and get my deal done - he swears it is already blessed and just needs to be inked. I had already prognosticated that Monday would be the day of answers, and I was right.
I'm a realist. I don't think this is going to work long-term, in fact I am sure it won't. But I'm willing to stick around to see how the story plays out, as long as they pay me enough to make it worth it. I am not emotionally invested at this point, it really is much easier when you give up hope, but for a decent raise I'll hang around and play a while longer. But if the "done deal" is not what was promised when we talk on Monday, I'm done.
I swear, there will be knitting and dog things and not all Catherine's job sucks and f-bombs this weekend.