Dear God...my shift tonight at the hotel flew by because my boss kept giving me shit to do and the fucking phone would NOT stop ringing.
My first check-in today was this big fat bitch (no, I do not hate fat people...I just hate fat bitches like her).
I checked her in and gave her her key and she complained that she had to go up a single flight of stairs. I offered her the elevator but she refused...
So a few minutes later, I get a call from Orbitz.com (the company she booked through) saying she is unhappy with the room. The room is too old, smells funny and she wants a refund. Orbitz.com are no-refund reservations. She is getting a normally $99.00 a night room for $50 a night. That is how that works. So I let her take it up with my boss.
Her exact words, after the initial complaints, were "I am too fat for that bed and will break it."
No fucking joke...
After it was all said and done and she insulted the rooms and hotel more...my boss ripped into her. It's funny seeing a British guy rip into someone. Never yelled, just elevated his voice a bit and talked clearer. She saw a second room, and liked that one (go figure) and got herself two free drinks at the bar to boot. Probably her plan all along...
Oh, her other complaint was that the room was too far from the stairs. It was literally like 50 feet from them...but apparently that was too far for her fat ass.
People annoy me. I am just imagining her sitting in the room now eating spoonfuls of mayonnaise sprinkled with bacon bits.
So yeah...really hoping I get the other job...or if I don't, at least my old Sun-Thurs 3rd shift back.
The other thing that I found obnoxious is before my boss left, he says to me "I can trust you..." and hands me a stack of drop envelopes from the safe. These are cash drops. A guest pays cash for their room, we drop it in the safe. So he hands me some deposit slips and says "Make up some deposits."
I start going through these envelopes...and they are all EMPTY.
Basically...he goes into the safe, takes cash out, doesn't put slips in saying he did it...and leaves whatever behind.
Envelope for a drop of $101.15...only 15 cents in it.
One for $75...only has a $5 in it. What the fuck am I supposed to do with those?
All-in-all there was probably like $1000 worth of cash drops that never made it to the bank...all taken by the boss. Now I am not sure what he is doing with them...I mean he could very well be paying for business expenses and shit...but at least keep better track of that shit!
Don't just leave empty envelopes...
If the guests don't kill me, the sheer disorganized chaos might.
-Me
-Update-
Checked my email this morning...assuming I pass the background check with my spotless criminal record, I have made it to the final interview!!!!
Apparently it's tomorrow. Haha.
My first check-in today was this big fat bitch (no, I do not hate fat people...I just hate fat bitches like her).
I checked her in and gave her her key and she complained that she had to go up a single flight of stairs. I offered her the elevator but she refused...
So a few minutes later, I get a call from Orbitz.com (the company she booked through) saying she is unhappy with the room. The room is too old, smells funny and she wants a refund. Orbitz.com are no-refund reservations. She is getting a normally $99.00 a night room for $50 a night. That is how that works. So I let her take it up with my boss.
Her exact words, after the initial complaints, were "I am too fat for that bed and will break it."
No fucking joke...
After it was all said and done and she insulted the rooms and hotel more...my boss ripped into her. It's funny seeing a British guy rip into someone. Never yelled, just elevated his voice a bit and talked clearer. She saw a second room, and liked that one (go figure) and got herself two free drinks at the bar to boot. Probably her plan all along...
Oh, her other complaint was that the room was too far from the stairs. It was literally like 50 feet from them...but apparently that was too far for her fat ass.
People annoy me. I am just imagining her sitting in the room now eating spoonfuls of mayonnaise sprinkled with bacon bits.
So yeah...really hoping I get the other job...or if I don't, at least my old Sun-Thurs 3rd shift back.
The other thing that I found obnoxious is before my boss left, he says to me "I can trust you..." and hands me a stack of drop envelopes from the safe. These are cash drops. A guest pays cash for their room, we drop it in the safe. So he hands me some deposit slips and says "Make up some deposits."
I start going through these envelopes...and they are all EMPTY.
Basically...he goes into the safe, takes cash out, doesn't put slips in saying he did it...and leaves whatever behind.
Envelope for a drop of $101.15...only 15 cents in it.
One for $75...only has a $5 in it. What the fuck am I supposed to do with those?
All-in-all there was probably like $1000 worth of cash drops that never made it to the bank...all taken by the boss. Now I am not sure what he is doing with them...I mean he could very well be paying for business expenses and shit...but at least keep better track of that shit!
Don't just leave empty envelopes...
If the guests don't kill me, the sheer disorganized chaos might.
-Me
-Update-
Checked my email this morning...assuming I pass the background check with my spotless criminal record, I have made it to the final interview!!!!
Apparently it's tomorrow. Haha.
I think my smart phone is out to kill me...
I set an alarm for 7:00am and one for 7:10am. Both were set perfectly. Neither went off...
Christine woke me up at 8:20am...I shaved (butchered my face), showered and flew out the door to the Avon Police Department. Still made it with 10 minutes to spare.
I was expecting an interview...it was an oral exam. I think I did alright. The Police Department Sergeant seemed to like me, which is good. She was also impressed with my score. (Highest score was a 98. I got a 92, and they emailed back the top 8, so...)
All-in-all an interesting morning.
Working at the hotel 3pm-11pm, then tomorrow off. Think I am going to go fishing tomorrow.
-Me
I set an alarm for 7:00am and one for 7:10am. Both were set perfectly. Neither went off...
Christine woke me up at 8:20am...I shaved (butchered my face), showered and flew out the door to the Avon Police Department. Still made it with 10 minutes to spare.
I was expecting an interview...it was an oral exam. I think I did alright. The Police Department Sergeant seemed to like me, which is good. She was also impressed with my score. (Highest score was a 98. I got a 92, and they emailed back the top 8, so...)
All-in-all an interesting morning.
Working at the hotel 3pm-11pm, then tomorrow off. Think I am going to go fishing tomorrow.
-Me
Stayed up until 4:30am drinking gin and tonics and playing League of Legends.
Now I am thirsty as hell. Gatorade to the rescue!
Interview for the dispatcher job Wednesday. If I get it, life will be much better.
Oh...signed the lease for an apartment today. $800 a month, everything included, animals allowed.
Weight of the world off my shoulders for now...
Now it's time to squirrel away cash and make sure shit like this never happens again.
Also, expand the snake business a little so I can make more money next season.
-Me
Now I am thirsty as hell. Gatorade to the rescue!
Interview for the dispatcher job Wednesday. If I get it, life will be much better.
Oh...signed the lease for an apartment today. $800 a month, everything included, animals allowed.
Weight of the world off my shoulders for now...
Now it's time to squirrel away cash and make sure shit like this never happens again.
Also, expand the snake business a little so I can make more money next season.
-Me
Gin and tonic, then Gin and cranberry juice...
Good stuff.
Almost as good as Hulk smashing.
Played League of Legends drunk and did better than I have sober. Haha.
-Me
ps: Drunk sex is good
Good stuff.
Almost as good as Hulk smashing.
Played League of Legends drunk and did better than I have sober. Haha.
-Me
ps: Drunk sex is good
There I times that I deeply wished that comic books were real.
Right now I feel like Hulk smashing something. Not Luke smash...Hulk smash. I need a super dose of gamma radiation and I need all my inner rage to become personified into a giant green monster that levels a town.
But alas...they are but fiction and my inner green monster must stay locked away, not allowed to come out and smash the puny things that feed it.
It's sad really.
-Me
Right now I feel like Hulk smashing something. Not Luke smash...Hulk smash. I need a super dose of gamma radiation and I need all my inner rage to become personified into a giant green monster that levels a town.
But alas...they are but fiction and my inner green monster must stay locked away, not allowed to come out and smash the puny things that feed it.
It's sad really.
-Me
I had another one of those moments this morning.
Back story...I was asked to cover 7am-10am (stupid fucking 3 hour shift) so I agreed because I need money.
I get there at 7am and Gary tells me the kitchen is locked and he can't put out coffee. As he is telling me...5 guests pour down the stairs looking for coffee...
Ugh.
So I grab the two small coffee makers from the housekeeping closet, and start making coffee. I tell them it will be couple minutes. AS it is brewing, one of them comes out to ask about the coffee..I tell her AGAIN it will be a few minutes.
Then she needs a bowl...then a plate...all shit that is in the LOCKED kitchen...but luckily I find the old foam and paper ones we had and put some out.
Finally that settles down and a guy calls me complaining about the reservation he tried to make with Laura yesterday but couldn't because she doesn't actually know the computer system...
so I take care of his reservation and he is all happy...
Either way...for a 3 hour shift it was fucking obnoxious...
so the moment I had was when I got "home." I use quotations because we are leaving at the end of June, so it's not even really home anymore...
I was sitting in my car...and I looked at my gas tank and thought "I have half a tank of gas...and $360 in my bank account. I could go upstairs...back a bag of clothes, grab a couple things...grab my cat...and just drive away..."
And I honestly considered it for a second. I am just sick of this life...
-Me
Back story...I was asked to cover 7am-10am (stupid fucking 3 hour shift) so I agreed because I need money.
I get there at 7am and Gary tells me the kitchen is locked and he can't put out coffee. As he is telling me...5 guests pour down the stairs looking for coffee...
Ugh.
So I grab the two small coffee makers from the housekeeping closet, and start making coffee. I tell them it will be couple minutes. AS it is brewing, one of them comes out to ask about the coffee..I tell her AGAIN it will be a few minutes.
Then she needs a bowl...then a plate...all shit that is in the LOCKED kitchen...but luckily I find the old foam and paper ones we had and put some out.
Finally that settles down and a guy calls me complaining about the reservation he tried to make with Laura yesterday but couldn't because she doesn't actually know the computer system...
so I take care of his reservation and he is all happy...
Either way...for a 3 hour shift it was fucking obnoxious...
so the moment I had was when I got "home." I use quotations because we are leaving at the end of June, so it's not even really home anymore...
I was sitting in my car...and I looked at my gas tank and thought "I have half a tank of gas...and $360 in my bank account. I could go upstairs...back a bag of clothes, grab a couple things...grab my cat...and just drive away..."
And I honestly considered it for a second. I am just sick of this life...
-Me
Well holy crap...I scored a 92% on the dispatcher test and have my first interview with a panel of 3 people at the Avon Police Department next Wednesday at 9:30am.
That's step 2 in a 4 part process, but the fact that I made it to step 2 is awesome.
-Me
That's step 2 in a 4 part process, but the fact that I made it to step 2 is awesome.
-Me
Went to the exam and it was exactly what I suspected. A room full of fire fighters, EMT's and the like.
Took the test, finished an hour early. We'll see from there.
Got a voicemail from an apartment I called about and they turned us down without even meeting us because of our cats and my snakes...
so I was depressed a bit and went fishing. Well, that paid off.
At least something went my way today.
I also picked up a book called "The Buddha walks into a bar: A guide to life for a new generation."
Looked good, so I grabbed it. I needed something new to read at work anyway.
-Me
Took the test, finished an hour early. We'll see from there.
Got a voicemail from an apartment I called about and they turned us down without even meeting us because of our cats and my snakes...
so I was depressed a bit and went fishing. Well, that paid off.
At least something went my way today.
I also picked up a book called "The Buddha walks into a bar: A guide to life for a new generation."
Looked good, so I grabbed it. I needed something new to read at work anyway.
-Me
I'm getting kind of sick of everything working out for everyone I know...except me.
Looking around watching them all get married, buy houses, have kids...while I struggle to get by, even though I am trying...
Anywho...bed time. I have that dispatcher exam at 9:30 tomorrow.
-Me
Looking around watching them all get married, buy houses, have kids...while I struggle to get by, even though I am trying...
Anywho...bed time. I have that dispatcher exam at 9:30 tomorrow.
-Me
