Well, Thursday was sort of the day . . . they didn’t have a written offer ready (supposedly it is to come today but it is already nearing the end of the business day) but I did get the details.
The job is mine, if I want it.
And I do want it. I just don’t want it at their proposed compensation. It is at the bottom end of the pay scale and I was looking for something more towards the middle. The headhunter suggests that I’ve got waht I wanted - if you include the bonus but I can’t run my family budget by going into debt $7,000 every year, only to dispense with the debt with the bonus at the end of the year. A bonus is a bonus - it’s not something that should be counted on for daily living.
So . . . I’m unhappy. The headhunter doesn’t know this; she thinks I’ve reconciled myself to the situation and will accept the offer. Hmmm . . . . let’s see the actual written offer first before I commit myself.
This has gone on long enough and has consumed my summer. I am hoping this will end this week, one way of the other. I thought it would last week so perhaps it will take longer than another week to finish up.
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