The language of friendship is usually shorthand.
Trust is high.
Emotional release is predictable.
That's exactly why friendship remains important to human beings. Especially women. Linguist Deborah Tannen has a new book on all that - "You're the Only One I Can Tell."
Here I am in Eastern Ohio. It was through sharing my distress in not being paid, at least not yet, by a client, with old friends in Connecticut that I can navigate that ordeal.
The amount is peanuts: $1,125.
But the sense of injustice is massive, to me. I have turned the unpaid invoice over to collection agency AccountsReceivable.com.
The next step would be small claims court in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
Meanwhile I am also sharing my concerns with regulatory agencies since the client per se is government contractor StrastasCorp. The chief executive officer is Romeo Spino. The middleman on the account is BMG, Pittsburgh, PA. The head is Rodney Burrell. I was not vetted. I was not required to sign a Non Disclosure Agreement (even thought Strastas serves the government.)
Spino and Burrell contend there was no written contract. They are right.
Actually, it is increasingly rare in this fast time that clients take the time for such legal formalities.
I contend there was an implied contract. That is the cornerstone of fair dealings in the U.S.
I had been assigned six articles. I have the email evidence that Burrell, after they were completed, approved them, even praising them.
How this plays out is irrelevant. The economy is popping at 3%. My business is strong.
What is relevant is that I can confide my changing feelings about this learning experience to friends. They allow me to speak. They listen. Then they ask me, "So how do you feel now?" This might be the era of algorithms. But feelings still determine how we approach our work, day to day.
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