Drabble_weekly Challenge 416 - Pay rise
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m_findlowTitle: Pay rise
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 300 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 416 - Overtime at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Jack is convinced that Ianto has gotten their payroll wrong. A triple drabble.
Jack felt annoyed. It was all well and good that he was very busy and chose to delegate some of his tasks to someone else, but he'd take for granted that the people he delegated to would always get them done right. He picked up the phone, still annoyed, waiting two rings for it to answer. ‘Yes?’
‘You sent me the payroll to approve payment but it's all wrong.’ That alone annoyed him. Ianto simply didn't make mistakes. Not ones like this. Administration was his joie de vivre and he took pride in having all the i's dotted and t's crossed.
‘I checked it all three times,’ Ianto replied. ‘It's correct.’
‘It can't be,’ Jack protested. ‘It's double what it usually is and I know how much I pay you people.’ More than enough, considering the nature of that work they did.
‘Ah, I see,’ Ianto said, calm as anything. ‘You've neglected to account for the recent changes to industrial law that now mean we have to be paid overtime rates between seven pm and six am.’
‘Overtime?’ Since when did he have to pay overtime? ‘Torchwood doesn't have fixed hours.’ He was sure that was somewhere in their employment contract, assuming he'd even gotten any of them to sign one.
‘Just making sure we're legally compliant,’ came the reply. Was that a hint of smugness he detected? Ianto worked more damn overtime than the rest of them put together. His pay would be eye watering.
‘That's not fair,’ Jack complained. ‘I never budgeted for having to pay overtime.’ He hated budgets. Period.
‘Consider it a well deserved pay rise. Your pay more than doubled this month.’
Jack's eyebrows raised. ‘It did?’
‘Enough for a nice dinner out when we're not working overtime.’
Oh. Well, that didn't sound so bad.
Jack felt annoyed. It was all well and good that he was very busy and chose to delegate some of his tasks to someone else, but he'd take for granted that the people he delegated to would always get them done right. He picked up the phone, still annoyed, waiting two rings for it to answer. ‘Yes?’
‘You sent me the payroll to approve payment but it's all wrong.’ That alone annoyed him. Ianto simply didn't make mistakes. Not ones like this. Administration was his joie de vivre and he took pride in having all the i's dotted and t's crossed.
‘I checked it all three times,’ Ianto replied. ‘It's correct.’
‘It can't be,’ Jack protested. ‘It's double what it usually is and I know how much I pay you people.’ More than enough, considering the nature of that work they did.
‘Ah, I see,’ Ianto said, calm as anything. ‘You've neglected to account for the recent changes to industrial law that now mean we have to be paid overtime rates between seven pm and six am.’
‘Overtime?’ Since when did he have to pay overtime? ‘Torchwood doesn't have fixed hours.’ He was sure that was somewhere in their employment contract, assuming he'd even gotten any of them to sign one.
‘Just making sure we're legally compliant,’ came the reply. Was that a hint of smugness he detected? Ianto worked more damn overtime than the rest of them put together. His pay would be eye watering.
‘That's not fair,’ Jack complained. ‘I never budgeted for having to pay overtime.’ He hated budgets. Period.
‘Consider it a well deserved pay rise. Your pay more than doubled this month.’
Jack's eyebrows raised. ‘It did?’
‘Enough for a nice dinner out when we're not working overtime.’
Oh. Well, that didn't sound so bad.
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Date: 2024-09-28 09:11 am (UTC)