Gem forwarded to me the response email from the Phucktard to her resignation letter.

there is no way in hell i am staying here or taking her position. no way. i might as well get a gun right now and blow my head off. it would be a lot less painful.

he is awful. hateful. i hate him so much. and the thing that upsets me the most is that he's made me feel that way about another human being.

Buddy has been riding me like a dawg about staying; the maintenance guy has been making the same noises, but what i understand from the message of the email (and i could be mistaken; engrish is not the Phucktard's first language, and sometimes it's hard to tell what he's saying unless he's being hateful -- THAT comes across loud and crystal clear, trust me) he's had SEVERAL replacement managers lined up for *both* Gem and i, and he was just holding off and pushing us out of some sense of loyalty to us, and this is how Gem pays him back.

i cannot stay here. i'll give it a couple of weeks to help smooth the transition for mah peeps, but no longer. i will not train Gem's replacement, and i will not train mine. i will not do the daily paperwork or anything else outside the scope of my job.

and i absolutely. will. not. take. one. iota. of. shit.

I'M BACK, BIOTCHES.

****

for the record:

despite the Phucktard's assurances that Gem is the worst manager in the History of the Hospitality Universe, she took the upper management test at her new employer and scored a 98%.

she also received two job offers this morning once word of her resignation leaked out. one of them was from the Phucktard's brother, who told Gem she is one of the best managers he's ever known, and that if she ever needed a reference to contact him any time.

i have never seen Gem look so....relieved. she looks GOOD when she's relieved.

****

this is how Gem and i have constructed the coming weeks:

they have no replacement for either of us. that's nothing but bullshit. what they THINK they will do is use me until they find someone "worthy", or find out no one else will come to this area and they will have to "settle" for me. they won't increase my pay (hellfire, i'm still not getting paid for the position i do hold, not even close) and i believe they're under the mistaken impression that i have no options and they have me by the short hair.

heh.

i have been freaking out because of this very scenario for almost three months. i've been a nervous wreck, depressed, scared, and just a basket case. y'all know that; i've been puking and whining for almost 120 days. i whined so much i was sick of myself.

but you know what? now that it's here, i'm pissed off. pissed off and in Survivor Mode, and that means the Big Bitch is on deck.

watch out.

Gem was every inch the lady in her resignation letter. me? i was a lady once and it was the scariest five seconds of my life. this is why Gem and i make such a great team; she has my Lady and i have her Big Bitch. i'm Clever and she's Smart. it works out great.

but when i go, those sonsofbitches are gonna know my muthafuckin' name, and i mean it. i don't care if it's burning bridges -- i never want to cross this one again. in blogging about this place, i haven't even covered *half* the shit both Gem and i have eaten in this job. no more.

****

this has been my home for almost three years, and the staff is family. it has been one of the most fascinating, fun, interesting, stimulating, challenging parts of my life. when i look back at it, i can't believe all i was able to accomplish.

first i was a guest, and within a month i was an employee, two days a week. within another month i was full-time, and four months later i was promoted to Reservations Manager.

i learned three computer systems.

i survived Guido, a dead body, saved the hotel from a dryer fire, a naked girl on the third floor (remember that? Miz Netta, Ah seen eberythang but Jaysus!) and rabid dogs. there's been sex, drugs, rock and roll and church people, weddings, reunions and funerals. and let's not forget the Great Power Outtage Summer 2006.

i've lived in four different rooms, covered three different shifts and five different positions. i can fill the pool and the hot tub; hostess breakfast; make sales calls; act as GM in Gem's absence; juggle 80 reservations with only 71 rooms.

i can plunge a toilet, schmooze potential clients, and build a great working relationship with most people. i ain't the best, but i was pretty good when i got here and i've only gotten better.

****

there are three things for which i will always be everlastingly grateful from this experience:

the GC bloomed like the beautiful rose she is. this place and Gem had a lot to do with that.

Gem is the best friend i've had since...since ever. i would trust her with *anything*, even Muffin. yep. if i die, Gem is the Replacement Noni.

wireless internet. w00t!

****

i figure by wednesday i'll start moving my stuff out to Gem's, unless by some miracle something else pops up. i'll move in a week from sunday; the job will be a day-to-day thing. in the meantime i will write; scavenge; scope.

now that i'm in it, i'm good to go.

(remind me of this post when i start whining again.)

:)



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