Chicago: Finally an update

I really don't know where to begin. So many things have happened. I've been so busy that I've hardly had time for myself, let alone time to blog. Last night, I managed to get through the piles of emails in my inbox and today, I'm close to conquering the mountain of dishes I've left for myself this past week.
What have I been up to? Well, here's an attempt to explain: Firstly, my job. I transferred within the same company I was with in Columbus. This location is well known with the company for its well organized kitchen and wonderful manager. I was hesitant to stay with this company because of the trouble I've had with them before, but the sure promise of immediate work in an economy that is less than ideal, I went with them. However, pay day came and went without any check for me. Since I did start in the middle of a pay period, I thought that it might have created some complications, but I shouldn't worry too much. The next pay day was only two short weeks away. The next pay day came and again I was empty handed. I looked at my boss for an explanation, even though he was already working on finding out what happened. He lent me money, knowing that I've been working for 3 weeks without anything. He had HR on the line and they were getting to the bottom of it. The very next week, my boss announces that he is getting promoted and someone else is coming to take his place. Very good for him, but I didn't know how I felt about it. (Ask me later about this company and switching managers.) Anyways, the new manager started and she seemed more than competent, she seemed quite fit for the job. My former boss actually left her in charge for about a week. They are still in the process of transitioning so she isn't left to figure out the details of the job entails. The week he left was the week of pay day, the third pay day I would see with this new location, and I hoped that my time here would finally prove fruitful. And it did. My pay check was there, for all 168 hours due me plus the small amount of overtime. It was all there, except for one small thing. They paid me $2/ hour less than our agreed amount. This number, someone came up with all their own, because it was not what I made in Columbus, and it was certainly not even mentioned in discussing my pay with this new location. I almost cried all over my brand new boss.
The next day, I told them I was leaving in a week.
That was about 8 days ago and so I'm here at my apartment in the middle of the day. Somehow, I was almost literally given another job, one that suits me perfectly. Tomorrow, I start as a manager of a small bakery. Although the pay is...laughable, I'm content with it. As long as they don't screw with what money they did promise me.