Back when I was young and verey green, I worked in a small retail store… My boss would suggest going out for dinner… I amde just above minimum wage, was paying rent, school, and my own “way” in all things. I didn’t have enough left to go out for dinner 2-03 times a week.
it was always the same script:
Boss: :Lets go out for dinner after work…
Me: You know what I make - I can’t afford it!
Boss: No Porblem, my treat!
We go to a restaurant of his choice, eat a good meal and then when bill comes he suggests splitting it…
Me: I thought you said “your treat” - I told you I can not afford this… you know to the penny what I make, you write my cheques…
Boss: (Seeming shocked) You can not even pitch in a few bucks??!
Me: Nope… (explain my budget to him once again)
Boss: Well you shouldn’t have said yes…
Me: You know my budget, you said “my treat”, you invited me, and more or less insisted I come. If I “kick in” I won’t be able to pay my rent.
Boss: Shocked silence as he doles out the cash for the bill.
What was amazing was this happened 2-3 times a month…until I left for another job with a sane boss.
(I was a poor student, more or less working to pay rent, bills, tuition and very basic food costs at the time… I budgeted down to the half dollar for every two week pay period… a cup of coffee was a spree that I couldn’t afford, let alone kicking in $5-10 for my boss’s after work dining experiences
an older, wiser aqnd richer
FML