Jun 04, 2008 00:39
Work has been an absolute rollercoaster and its really taking its toll on me on a lot of levels.
I'm pretty convinced I care more for the stupid hotel then even Pal does. I was telling someone the other day that I'm probably going to give myself a freaking heart attack trying to please everyone and accomplish something while ending up with nothing. In all honesty, for as little as I'm getitng paid by this man, I really oughta let the damn thing go straight to the dogs. But I can't do that and I don't think I could live with myself. Over all, the staff takes a step forward and a step back and it can be pretty damn frustrating, but I try to catch any mistakes early so I can show them how to do it right for next time. Al told me I'm a good leader and I do my best to show them how to handle things or correct mistakes and it makes me glad that someone appreciates me. Of course Scott still acts like he's in charge and he's going behind my back to call groups and take calls for things only I know what's going on. Its like, I leave for my two days off and I come back and spend all day Wednesday cleaning up HIS messes. The man can't even make a reservation properly, so I don't even know why he continues to act like Pal's going to hand him some leadership position. Stupid.
I've more or less broken them of handling anything from the Convention Bureau and that means those groups are less likely to be fucked up, but I still have to chew people's asses out for calling LCCB or something and talking to people instead of saying, hey call Rhi- she's on top of shit. Duh, how hard is that Scott? Don't make those damn decisions you dick. I don't care if your 41 and sold cars for 13 years, you still fucking suck working the hotel desk.
We've had some good groups and we've had some holy terrors. I told the housing director at LCCB that the soccer group we had in from Michigan that they were the biggest, most selfish jerks we've ever had and I found out several OTHER hotels bitched about these groups too. We all pretty much made it clear they were hard to control, were spoiled rotten and god forbid those parents actually parented their devil's spawn. I bent over backwards to help those people and to make sure everything was okay but I soon gave up because NO ONE listened to me. How the F do you control people who never listen? I even had one mother (who was a damn nag the whole freaking time) sit in the lobby and talk shit about me to other parents. Bitch, haul your Michibilly ass back to your tin shack and beat your brat into submission before I do. I did have one parent leave me a bottle of Yellow Tail, which was nice. . . . but I don't drink and I am not a wine drinker by ANY strech of the imagination, but its great for cooking.
In contrast, the Serbian basketball team out of Cleveland this past weekend were AMAZING! St. Elijah Serbian hall hosted all the teams in a sorta Serb basketball prom, which meant they had something to do to keep them out of trouble. Now, they drank just as much (if not more) than the soccer hooligans, but they were much cleaner, nicer, and quieter about it. They worked WITH me not AGAINST me and on top of that, they had some AMAZING stories (none of this, omg, Janie is straight As this semster blah fucking dah). So much easier to work with and one of the people in charge was like, if anyone acts up you let me know and I'll bust their ass. I was like, you wondeful wonderful woman. I love you.
I still job hunt, but I'm more and more convinced I need to get my Masters sooner than I expected. So I spend my days at work hunting up possible grad schools, but I cry a little when I see that most places need you to have at least a 2.7 to be considered for conditional acceptance. Now Central Connecticut State does allow you to take 9 hours of grad school courses with at least a B+ or above with 2 LOR from CCSU staff to enter their grad program on a conditional basis and I'm seriously thinking of making CCSU a top choice to work with. I'm hoping that strong LOR, GRE scores and other paperwork will give me a foot in to interview. I also know there are some schools that look at your last 60 hours and I know those are amazingly awesome. Its those first 3 years that are going to stab me in the back. **sigh** If I can at least start studying for GREs, and searching for a good strong staff, I'll have something to work with.
I'm thinking about making a day trip up to New Buffalo one of these weekends to get away and do some vacation time. Go to Warren dunes, do some window shopping, maybe some remincsing- make a nice day out of it. Its far away enough to feel like a vacation while close enought to make it a day trip and not be a gas guzzling trip. I think I'll plan it soon to give me a little something to look forward to.
Damn you Andrew Zimman, you're making me hungry with your bizzare foods!
vacation,
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