Ahhh, my haven.

Man-oh-man is life ever chaotic these days. I haven’t cracked my laptop open in WEEKS.

The new job position has been eating so much of my time. I have put in more hours than salaried managers, but I am getting over time which is nice. For once my head is above water and I can afford groceries and some semblance of a social life. Yesterday and today were probably the first two days off I have had since accepting the position, and today they even tried to call me in. So not only am I working at the hotel, I have also picked up a bar tending job at my favorite spot. The owner I guess has become smitten with me and when he discovered I had a bartender’s license he just threw me back there. I don’t usually work during the week but I act as back up on Fridays and Saturdays. The extra cash is nice. Between yesterday and today I blew $200 on a new wardrobe. A much needed wardrobe at that. I am not complaining about losing all this weight and feeling fantastic, but replacing clothes is expensive. I like the bar tending gig though. It’s something different for work and the atmosphere is fun and silly. I get to do what I am good at (customer service) and be myself at the same time. I like it for a moonlighting gig. Certainly takes my mind off my real job. The General Manager is feeling some pressure from corporate because our scores are suffering so much. So he takes his heat and pushes it off on me. When he gave my this position it was because he couldn’t think of a better person for the job. Now he treats me like I am a complete idiot. The other women in the office just bend over and kiss his ass. I do not. I see us coming to blows soon if he doesn’t cool his jets. I work 20x harder than he does. I know 200% more about the hotel than he does. So if he thinks I am going to stand there and take a beating he has another thing coming.

The first week of July he took a vacation (sitting at home), he let one of our full time desk clerks off for three weeks, he let the head of housekeeping off for a week, and the front office manager off for a week, as well as 4 other part time desk clerks. Meanwhile we were sold out EVERY single night, DB was a no call no show, three house keepers no called no showed, resulting in all 4 of them being terminated, I was training three new people who couldn’t be left alone quite yet, and I was expected to help clean rooms, do my job, plus stay on top of my desk clerks. So yeah, our scores plummeted. He didn’t come in ONCE to help out. In any way. Then when he returned from his vacation things were still crazy, I was called in on every single one of my days off, called in hours before shifts were due to start. He and his little AGM wouldn’t do anything more than what they put themselves on the schedule for. they did their minimum 50 hour work weeks and I was pulling a minimum of 65. So one day they tried to call me in and I said no. It’s not that I didn’t want the over time you know? It was just the principle of it. The AGM tries to get out of doing her work so she attempts to push it off on me. I am still learning my job on top of helping in all the other departments so we can keep afloat. I just keep putting that stuff right back on her desk. I told her that unless she plans on trading salaries with me, she needs to do her job and I will do mine. She is supposed to be MY boss, but I end up having to tell her how to do her job, which was the same when B was there. I don’t know how Little Miss AGM (which is what B and I call her) ties her shoes in the morning. I think if we were friends outside of work she’d be fun to be around, but at work she is so dumb. We literally argued one day because she thought you could contract Diabetes from someone else’s needle!!! Not Hep. C? Aids? HIV? …..Diabetes. When I got tired of arguing about it with her I made her Google it and show me. "Oh. I guess I was thinking of something else and saying the wrong word?" Uhhh…yeah ok. Right. Your dumb ass really thought Diabetes came from sharing a needle. Not a defect in your pancreas. What else do you expect when you hire a Wal-Mart employee? Lol geez. So yes, that’s my life right now. On a daily basis.

Mike is one of our bellman turned desk clerk that I am close to. We are like a married couple at work. Together we knock stuff out at work and WOW the guests. He’s such a good worker to be 23. You don’t even have to tell him what to do. He sees it needs to be done and he does it. If it wasn’t for him I don’t know if I would be staying at that property. I think we make it bearable for each other.

The owner of the bar is considering hiring a manager in the next year and paying them a salary. We were discussing the changes he’d like for the bar and for himself, and how business is just growing there. When he mentioned wanting to hire a manager to run the place he looked at me and said he’d want me to do the job. He said he has been so impressed with me behind the bar and how I handle his patrons that even though I am a novice mixologist, I have the potential to be the best bartender he has. WOOOO go me. =) I learn more and more drinks each time I work. I have mastered their martini list and several of their house shots, and probably 90% of popular mixed drinks. I am friends with the other bartenders and many of the regulars, so it’s like people are tipping me for my company, haha. I like it. I look forward to those shifts every week. I can escape the hotel world for a few hours. It doesn’t hurt that I make BANK behind the bar too.

Drummer Boy is in a HEAP of trouble. I am not sure what I mentioned about him last but he got arrested two blocks from my house two weeks ago for suspicion of tampering with a vehicle. I know he’s guilty of it. There have been several occasions after he had been drinking when he went off somewhere (when he was supposed to be going home after he declined a ride) and would call me hours later disorientated /lost and with a handful of belongings that didn’t belong to him. I also know he broke into an antique shop…The night he got busted I told him not to call me in the middle of the night anymore unless he was injured or dying. That I wasn’t going involve myself in his illegal adventures. I don’t know if he remembered that or not, but thank god he didn’t call. I don’t want to be part of any criminal charges. I don’t think for a second he was doing these things sober, it’s so unlike him. When he drinks too much though, and that light switch goes off, he has an entirely different personality. Since his arrest he has not been out once or drank. Also, he lost his job the week before his arrest…I think now he’s back to living with his parents and working for his dad. "Drying out" I am sure. He calls or texts me every day though. The other day he was in town and wanted to meet for lunch but I was at work so I couldn’t. Whatever results from his charges, I hope it’s a wake up call. I am glad he was arrested though and not gunned down by the person whose home he broke into. Or car. I am sad for him. I saw the spiral and I couldn’t do anything to help. I know inside that crazy man there is a good person. I hope he finds that guy again. For his sake.

My one year anniversary of living on my own passed last month. =) Still loving every second of it. My own place, two jobs….maybe next I’ll find some one to share some time with. =)