This last pay period, I got paid in cash. Plus a $50 cheque.
That has never happened before. Part of me thinks it’s just some tax thing. After all, my pay stub was accurate. But part of me wonders if the boss is going to do a runner in the middle of the night and Bang! like that I’ll be out of a job.
Enrollment has been decreasing steadily over the last six months or so. I moved from twenty hours a week to eighteen, sometimes sixteen. I assumed it was because the economy is in the toilet all over the world. Korean dads are losing jobs just as much as any other dads are, and that means a lot of Korean moms are upping stakes and moving back before they’d planned.
I know another academy isn’t poaching students because I’d have heard if another one was the new, hot place to go. It looks like the other existing ones in the city are struggling as well.
Logic tells me I should just ask the boss, but he’s not really into transparent communicating. Maybe he’s trying to save face.
But still. I got paid in cash. That troubles me.