first of all, thanks to everyone. i appreciate your support and kind words, especially when i sound like a petulant adolescent and i'm sure some of you (if not all) just wanted to kick my ass. i don't blame you. *I* wanted to kick my ass.

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i met with S and N (i'll think up nicknames later) this morning at the new spot. it's a great facility; state-of-the-art, for the most part. S took me on a tour, told me her job duties, and we commiserated on having to work for Phucktards (she used to be a GM for one of the Phucktard's hotels, and quit a while back) before happening on this little Nirvana. (so she calls it; i am reserving judgment.)

i am not making any snap judgments, either. but let's just say...i will be keeping my eye on Miss S.

then i met with N, who seems cut from the same cloth as Gem. she remembered me from the workshop. she asked about my writing hobby, which surprised me, and i told her a little about it; she seemed impressed.

the starting pay is a dollar less than what i left. that was the best she could do (bullshit, but i didn't press) but there's a lot less responsibility, too. benefits are available after ninety days. (standard, and about what i expected.) not a great medical plan, but it's a plan. fairly cheap.

she wanted me second shift, five days a week. duties to include doing the day's laundry and toting trash out (in addition to front desk, which is very slow even though they run between 70-100% occupancy.) the phone is on automatic service 24/7; people dial zero if they need you and you carry the cordless with you everywhere. the phone rings on average about twice an hour. (it was very quiet when i was there, but then, i was in the back office away from the front desk.)

i told her second shift is fine, but only four days. she asked me if i knew the software system they're working with. she told me she isn't really sure how to do adjustments and so on and so forth (this is the GM talking. i don't even know what to say.) i said i know the system.

i will NOT get caught back up in this shit I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL NOT.

i train monday and wednesday. after that, i'm on my own.

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so that's that.

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i was feeling rather sad, so i went to my hair girl and had her dye my hair blond.

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oh, yes i did.

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not all of it. just some big chunks. i don't know if i like it or not.

it's different.

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the puppy was very good while i was away, and he was very happy to see me. we haven't had a day accident-free yet; it could be today.

i'm going to attempt the Puppy Washing later. i'm sure he'll hate me afterward, but i'm armed with Mega Puppy Treats and i'm not above a bit of bribery.

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i stopped at the hotel to pick up my car title, and met the new GM. she said, it's nice to meet you, i really wish you hadn't of (sic) quit, i was going to make you my assistant so you could help.

(OH! OH !! CAN I PLEAAAAAASE?!?! DAMN AND DOUBLE DAMN THE LUCK.)

i said, i wouldn't work for these people again for all that's good and holy. no way. sorry. the only thing i miss is my peeps.

they miss you too, she said. they ask about you all the time.

(yarite. every one of them has my cell, and i talk to someone about three or four times a week. nice try.)

in walks the Regional Guy. he almost crapped a land mine when he saw me. heh.

OMG! i never expected to see you here!

you probably never will again. heh.

he shook my hand and wished me well. wait till he finds out i'm working at another one of his hotels (it's the same parent franchise, different branch.) that should be comical.

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*sigh*

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