running on about four hours of sleep, and i'm going back to bed.

but first, a word from our Sponsors.

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i had a conversation with the GM yesterday that has me quite disturbed. apparently, when Miss S. gets back from her training (she's been away all week) there will be some major changes instituted.

the front desk person will not only do laundry, but they will also be required to do housekeeping, as in stripping the beds, starting the dishwashers, and taking out the trash. cleaning the lobby, the bathrooms, and the business center is also on the list of duties.

(what's going to happen is, laundry will be handed off to second shift. and that's fine, because most of it is, anyway.)

the GM will man the front desk whilst these duties are performed. when is she supposed to do her job? beats me and not my problem.

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i did not sign up to be a housekeeper. my back will not tolerate it, the last time i worked as a housekeeper i was out of commission for two months. (the GC probably remembers.) benefits or not, i can't do the job if that's what it requires.

when i interviewed, i was told a lot of things. this was not one of them.

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speaking of housekeeping, the Evil Lead Housekeeper has got to go. i am on a Mission. she is the laziest, cruelest person i've run across in a long, long time. she manipulative and bitchy. she does nothing. she rides her girls like donkeys, and one of them was actually CRYING in the laundry room. she was going to walk.

oh, HELL NO.

i am so pissed off. S E R I O U S L Y pissed off. there is no way someone should feel this way at work. no way. i told this woman, look. don't take it personally. trust me on this, people like that don't last. they don't. they will screw themselves every. single. time.

are you sure? she says. because i like the job, and i like the people i work with, but she's so hard to work for.

i have a feeling. just stick around for another week or so. things are changing.

she hugged me and thanked me, and i think she'll be in today.

the thing is, when Miss S. gets back from her training, she's gonna be all wired up. she's gonna be bouncing from the walls to the ceiling with all the new stuff she's learned and the new shifting of responsibilities. this is a given. the Evil LH is not going to like MANY if not ALL of these changes, because she believes she should not be lifing a finger, as Head Evil Honcho of the Housekeepers. her bubble is about to be burst, and she'll be out the door. that's my prediction.

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and the usual hotel bullshit -- got mah azz ate out because we didn't have this gentleman's room type, and he didn't want to hear that when you make a reservation, you are reserving a ROOM. room type is a PREFERENCE, not a guarantee. wow, was that a fuckarow or WHAT. i called the GM on the phone and handed it to the guest -- she gets paid for this, i do not. it was finally resolved, but OMG does my butthole hurt from THAT cornholing.

it was so bad, that after it was over, one of the regular guys at the business center came to the front desk and said, i was this >< close to jumping up and getting into it. that was ridiculous, the way he was screaming at you.

i said, next time, feel free, okay??

sheesh.

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then the lady who lost her house in a fire also just recently lost her husband. oh lordy. she came to the front desk, and her room hadn't been cleaned on her scheduled day (today) because she left the DND sign on her door. i explained that, and said (very gently) they aren't allowed to go in when that sign is on the door, but we can do your room tomorrow, if that's okay.

she just nodded and started tearing up. (omg, what do you do??) i took her hand and just said something really stupid, like, it's okay (when we both know it's not and it's never going to be) and she just nodded and left.

when she came back, she said, you know, that was just more than i could handle. she said, when i left here earlier, i had to go back to the store because i left my purse there. i can't remember anything anymore.

did they have it?

she nodded. it looks like someone went through it. do you think i should stop my credit cards and checking account?

i said, what was missing?

nothing. she said, all the cash was there, my cell phone, all my credit cards and ID is there. it just looks like someone went through it.

probably looking to find ID to contact you, i said. i think it will be okay, why would they leave everything else? just keep a close eye on your accounts.

i'm so embarrassed. she said, you know, a lady always keeps her purse with her.

Miss D? you're a lady no matter where your purse is.

she smiled.

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there's something about my face that tells perfect strangers they can spill their guts to me. i have no idea what that's all about, but the stories last night include the soldier on a seminar from a stint "over there", and how he's involved in a major restructuring process. also about how he was dragged to a strip bar last night by his buddies. (??) and the gal with the ex that she can't quite let go, we've become pals. or the guy who just bought a house and is bringing his family down to live on base until the closing. and the woman traveling with her husband and the two mothers, both in their 80's. her mother just got married last year (the groom is 84) for the third time -- her first two husbands passed away.

i said wow, she's tough on her men, and the lady giggled like a girl. heh. they're here for a graduation, and she told me their entire itinerary while they're here. it sounds like a blast, and the weather looks good today; i'm glad.

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and that's the scoopage.


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