What day is this already?
Nerrrrr, still so sleepy. Rage. Dealing with shitty people through work. New coworkers and incompetent ones. Being yelled at for other people's mistakes. Being threatened by a lady because I can't control everything in the fucking universe. Long nights. Menthols, perique, nodoze. Early morning hornfest channeled into random IM messages to random recipients. Drawing hotel logo on whiteboard freehand. Brownies by my mom.
This weekend has been rediculous. Much more than a standard weekend at the RL, or maybe it's just because I haven't worked nights/weekends in such a long time. I'd go crazy faster except I'm too tired. Billing meeting tomorrow with the boss and AGM. At 9 of course so I have to hang out until then. I hate how I come up and immediately all the responsibility of MOD is thrown on me. Not that I'm not used to it, but Warren should be taking the reins. And why the fuck doesn't Keith work MOD night shifts? Don used to all the time, and it's like he doesn't even work weekends which is not cool. Weekends is when all the shit goes down anyways. God, we had this wedding in Saturday night that was OUT OF HAND. Noise complaints, they stole shit, they locked our employees out of the ballroom so they couldn't do their job. Fucking rediculous. And then Jenny's Aunt's B-Day party. How embarassing for her to have her family get her into trouble.
One more night, and 2 next week and I'll be done. I'm so tired. I need a day off.
This weekend has been rediculous. Much more than a standard weekend at the RL, or maybe it's just because I haven't worked nights/weekends in such a long time. I'd go crazy faster except I'm too tired. Billing meeting tomorrow with the boss and AGM. At 9 of course so I have to hang out until then. I hate how I come up and immediately all the responsibility of MOD is thrown on me. Not that I'm not used to it, but Warren should be taking the reins. And why the fuck doesn't Keith work MOD night shifts? Don used to all the time, and it's like he doesn't even work weekends which is not cool. Weekends is when all the shit goes down anyways. God, we had this wedding in Saturday night that was OUT OF HAND. Noise complaints, they stole shit, they locked our employees out of the ballroom so they couldn't do their job. Fucking rediculous. And then Jenny's Aunt's B-Day party. How embarassing for her to have her family get her into trouble.
One more night, and 2 next week and I'll be done. I'm so tired. I need a day off.