In PA, you cannot get an I-9 notarized. It’s a law. I explained this in September and all was well until two days ago when an HR assistant to an assistant to an unpaid intern from some college in Boston who can’t understand English got involved and suggested this morning that I drive around to banks all day to find one that would do it. My response?
“If you would prefer that instead of doing my job today or tomorrow, I drive around to local banks to see if I can have it notarized, please let Rucha and Cindy know that HR is requiring this of me and that our project will be put off schedule while I attempt to do this, and know that it will likely be fruitless and you still will not have a notarized copy. I assume mileage for this escapade will be reimbursed?”
Now they’ve copied a VP, made a big giant deal out of it, need to “smooth things over with people” and everyone thinks I’m rude and frustrated. Like I sent it without considering the impact. Um, no.
I think before I hit send, folks. I edited that. And I’m holding my tongue about a whole lot of other things.