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i've seen "Edward Scissorhands" once, although i've caught bits and pieces here and there. it's very difficult for me to watch. Johnny Depp is amazing, so much so his depiction of Edward just breaks my heart. i can't watch it.
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last night at shortly after eleven pm my phone rang. it was Gem. she was out of town visiting, when Miss Thang called her and said the Weird Chick called and Miss Thang was uncertain whether or not she was coming in, as the Weird Chick said her boyfriend wouldn't let her leave the house. Miss Thang had an important party to go to with *her* boyfriend, and was wigging out.
Gem asked me to go down and cover until she could get here. i said, are you nuts? i'm already here, stay where you are, silly woman. i'll cover it, no big deal.
(am i happy about it? no. but what the hell.)
so, i change my clothes and kiss sparky good night and head down.
Miss Thang is at the front desk and when she sees me, she hisses, "She made it."
okay. is she all right?
Weird Chick comes from the back office and sees me in uniform, and says, "Did you come down here for me?"
no. i always wander around the hotel in uniform at eleven-fifteen PM.
she nodded. (she later asked Gem if i had come down for her. Gem said, of course she did.)
i then got the rendition of how the WC's boyfriend wouldn't let her leave the house and grabbed her by the neck, slapped her, etc.
she said it was her fault, because she woke up crabby (although he knows she wakes up crabby) and when he wouldn't get out of her way she pushed him.
i have nothing to say to this at all. nothing.
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she asked me if her job was in jeopardy. i just looked at her.
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so, this morning when Gem arrived, they sat and Gem explained to her the facts of life.
1. yes, your job is in jeopardy.
2. with one phone call, you affected six people's lives, including your own.
3. if this happens one more time, your hours are cut.
4. after that, it's termination.
Gem told her that when her personal life affects the personal lives of the people she works with, that's crossing the line.
it might seem harsh, and i wish i could capture this with words. i am very, very disturbed at my lack of sympathy for this woman, but the truth is i get the gut feeling she's one of those people addicted to the drama. she won't call the police because of her money situation (they bought a new house together, i think) but she'll call here and tell Miss Thang she'll be late because her boyfriend is smacking her around. i can't explain it; there's something that feels very wrong here (besides the obvious.)
it is very hard for me to listen to her.
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i've known other women in similar circumstances, and i've had all the sympathy and empathy in the world for them.
for this woman, something is not ringing true. i can feel it.
i wish i didn't.
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i'm still dealing with tummy things, and it's getting old.
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i slept in, pow-wowed with Gem and cleaned. tried to weed out the email, but now my eyes are burning and i need a nap. i think i'll put in Harry Potter and see if i can make it through that. back in the saddle tomorrow -- the sales heat is up, up, up -- although Gem has told me the gist of the current crop of emails, she has saved me from the worst of it, gently indicating the hot seat has now been totally activated.
that's great news for my tummy.
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****
last night at shortly after eleven pm my phone rang. it was Gem. she was out of town visiting, when Miss Thang called her and said the Weird Chick called and Miss Thang was uncertain whether or not she was coming in, as the Weird Chick said her boyfriend wouldn't let her leave the house. Miss Thang had an important party to go to with *her* boyfriend, and was wigging out.
Gem asked me to go down and cover until she could get here. i said, are you nuts? i'm already here, stay where you are, silly woman. i'll cover it, no big deal.
(am i happy about it? no. but what the hell.)
so, i change my clothes and kiss sparky good night and head down.
Miss Thang is at the front desk and when she sees me, she hisses, "She made it."
okay. is she all right?
Weird Chick comes from the back office and sees me in uniform, and says, "Did you come down here for me?"
no. i always wander around the hotel in uniform at eleven-fifteen PM.
she nodded. (she later asked Gem if i had come down for her. Gem said, of course she did.)
i then got the rendition of how the WC's boyfriend wouldn't let her leave the house and grabbed her by the neck, slapped her, etc.
she said it was her fault, because she woke up crabby (although he knows she wakes up crabby) and when he wouldn't get out of her way she pushed him.
i have nothing to say to this at all. nothing.
****
she asked me if her job was in jeopardy. i just looked at her.
****
so, this morning when Gem arrived, they sat and Gem explained to her the facts of life.
1. yes, your job is in jeopardy.
2. with one phone call, you affected six people's lives, including your own.
3. if this happens one more time, your hours are cut.
4. after that, it's termination.
Gem told her that when her personal life affects the personal lives of the people she works with, that's crossing the line.
it might seem harsh, and i wish i could capture this with words. i am very, very disturbed at my lack of sympathy for this woman, but the truth is i get the gut feeling she's one of those people addicted to the drama. she won't call the police because of her money situation (they bought a new house together, i think) but she'll call here and tell Miss Thang she'll be late because her boyfriend is smacking her around. i can't explain it; there's something that feels very wrong here (besides the obvious.)
it is very hard for me to listen to her.
****
i've known other women in similar circumstances, and i've had all the sympathy and empathy in the world for them.
for this woman, something is not ringing true. i can feel it.
i wish i didn't.
****
i'm still dealing with tummy things, and it's getting old.
****
i slept in, pow-wowed with Gem and cleaned. tried to weed out the email, but now my eyes are burning and i need a nap. i think i'll put in Harry Potter and see if i can make it through that. back in the saddle tomorrow -- the sales heat is up, up, up -- although Gem has told me the gist of the current crop of emails, she has saved me from the worst of it, gently indicating the hot seat has now been totally activated.
that's great news for my tummy.
****
moar funny pictures
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
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