Wishing I could do more.
Fanime seems to get worse every year. The website isn't even up yet and it's past mid january. They're getting it up thursday, but every single department is super far behind. Maidcafe has jack nothing up at all. There's no post on the forums, nothing about mailing list being up. Strangely, I haven't been removed from the maidcafe email list, so I'm still getting letters from girls asking to be put on the mailing list.
Too bad I have no clue what's going on, am pretty sure I'm banned from staffing Fanime(for the most hilariously stupid reason ever), and even if I wasn't Jun still technically has the cafe. I hope to fucking hell that it doesn't fail. Despite everything, this is still something I wanted to be part of my life. Hell, I put in so much god damned work into the cafe the past 6 years, and realistically I was pretty under-appreciated. The girls... were glad I was there, but outside of that, no one even seemed to realize I did anything for the cafe. Jun got all of the credit for everything. That... I don't mind so much. All that was important to me was the girls and making sure they had fun and the event was successful.
It's January. With 0 started. Let's say everything runs 100% perfect at this point. Give 1 month notice after thursday for 3 tryout meetings. Fabruary 20th -> March for 2 more. That'll give 2 months to organize the girls, make sure they all get there stuff in time and that's if everything is ran pretty much perfectly. I honestly don't see it happening. The job was fucking hard and demanding. I lost so many nights of sleep doing it, I literally was staying up until 4-5 AM multiple nights in a row to organize and get things done. And my staff were fucking helping me out a lot. Bri probably isn't going to staff this year, Yoko isn't... Stu and Jess aren't going to be on staff this year. Mizuki is apparently back on staff, but frankly, all he could really do is busy work. Jun... last year didn't have her heart in the cafe at all. I hope to god this has changed.
All the plans and things we built up last year are going to fall. Stu and Jess got the catering team on our side. The chef and pretty much owner of the company basically said to talk directly to him next year and we could plan out things together to make it more efficient. He would bypass the convention facilities people since they had to listen to him, and that way we could line everything and serve correctly how we wanted to. That's all down the drain now.
Jun got deathly sick at Fanime last year and I basically took it head on by myself. This was incredibly hard to do with the board members on my ass for shit for absolutely no fucking reason. They hired a "watch dog" as co-head last year. She turned out to be amazing... Lisa. And she didn't stick her head in, nor try to control anything but actually gave me the ability to do what I needed to do. There was a huge misunderstanding that I wasn't allowed to do shit. But she was like "I heard differently..." and after a talk we finally got on the same page and I took it up. I thoroughly impressed Lisa, the cafe ran great, caterers were more than happy as I spoke of earlier... and I got super sick Sunday morning. I was so stressed out, I literally had to run off and cry because I was freaking out at trying to handle everything. Everyone did such a good job that it made me so happy. Tiffany saved my ass from having breakdowns a couple of times, Olivia was super fucking MVP of the year as just a maid who kept that place going. Stu and Jess... were so fucking amazing that I'm 100% sure if they weren't there I would have given up and just broke down and flipped tables and yelled at caterers for hours. Staff constantly giving me shit and having to handle business was hard enough, having them "conveniently" tell me things that changed between the first and second day that I had addressed to them months ago and they said it wasn't a problem nearly killed me.
Fuck it though, I had to keep my shit together for the girls that put in their time, to make it fun and eventful for them. And now I realize so much, that it was for me too. During the dinner that we did for them. Stu cooked pork belly and tri tip, some godlike potatoes... I finally broke down in front of all the girls and just started crying like an idiot. I told them how I was going to quit after that year. That I couldn't handle the stress, I couldn't handle Jun, I couldn't handle staff, but everything that year just came together so perfectly in the end. The smile on everyone's faces, all the new girls thanking me and my raspy ass voice telling them thank you, because the cafe is about them. I love the cafe. I truly do. I don't give a fuck about Fanime, I don't give a fuck about their god damned politics, their stupid fucking hatred for me. I don't care about Jun's issues with me, the rift that formed between me and Tiffany. I want to be a part of this cafe, I want it to be successful, I want... in essence... my baby. It's as much as a part of me as it is anyone. I may have been against the creation of it, but when it started, I did everything I could for it. No one can say they put in as much time and effort as I have for this cafe. No one can say they put in what I have for these girls and to make it a successful, authentic, fun event for the volunteers.
And yet this year, I'm forced to just disappear from it. Not a single word told to me about what's happening really.
Oh, so this is why, I'm banned from staffing. Last year at around 10pm or so I had 12 people in my room. Outside of Ed and Nichole, all of them were people that were part of the cafe. We were just hanging out, playing with Tabitha who I finally got to meet for the first time. I was talking to the maids about this year and thanking them, and how past years went. I was coming up with ideas for next year and we were also discussing plans about the catering company. We get a knock on the door and security basically tells me everyone needs to get out right now. We ask why. They say we're not allowed to have parties and we're getting noise complaints. This confuses us because we weren't loud... Tabitha was basically sleeping in the room no problem, and we were seriously just chilling and kicking back. Hell I hadn't even had anything to drink really at that point(this is actually true). I think I just poured myself a jack and coke because I had just changed like 10 minutes prior. Well we questioned this because it's not cool to just kick everyone out of my room when we were actually talking about the cafe as staff and shit.
Welp here's the gist. Security guards threatened us, threatened Ed and Nichole who had Tabitha, and Jess wasn't standing for them threatening a newborn baby and her parents. Jess wasn't rude but she was aggressive. This came back to Fanime as "Jess and Mikey were cussing at security guards and we had like 50 people in our room". Dunno about you but I don't think you can fit 50 people in one of those rooms. But yeah, they wanted an excuse to ban me, so they found one. Despite me not saying anything that night to the security guards other than "the room is under my name". Note, I didn't even say my name. Fun huh?
I don't know anymore. The con is literally a piece of shit, but I don't care. I want my cafe. I want it to be successful, and I want all the volunteers to be happy. Even if I'm not part of the cafe I still want it to be successful. But even that is looking unlikely right now.
Too bad I have no clue what's going on, am pretty sure I'm banned from staffing Fanime(for the most hilariously stupid reason ever), and even if I wasn't Jun still technically has the cafe. I hope to fucking hell that it doesn't fail. Despite everything, this is still something I wanted to be part of my life. Hell, I put in so much god damned work into the cafe the past 6 years, and realistically I was pretty under-appreciated. The girls... were glad I was there, but outside of that, no one even seemed to realize I did anything for the cafe. Jun got all of the credit for everything. That... I don't mind so much. All that was important to me was the girls and making sure they had fun and the event was successful.
It's January. With 0 started. Let's say everything runs 100% perfect at this point. Give 1 month notice after thursday for 3 tryout meetings. Fabruary 20th -> March for 2 more. That'll give 2 months to organize the girls, make sure they all get there stuff in time and that's if everything is ran pretty much perfectly. I honestly don't see it happening. The job was fucking hard and demanding. I lost so many nights of sleep doing it, I literally was staying up until 4-5 AM multiple nights in a row to organize and get things done. And my staff were fucking helping me out a lot. Bri probably isn't going to staff this year, Yoko isn't... Stu and Jess aren't going to be on staff this year. Mizuki is apparently back on staff, but frankly, all he could really do is busy work. Jun... last year didn't have her heart in the cafe at all. I hope to god this has changed.
All the plans and things we built up last year are going to fall. Stu and Jess got the catering team on our side. The chef and pretty much owner of the company basically said to talk directly to him next year and we could plan out things together to make it more efficient. He would bypass the convention facilities people since they had to listen to him, and that way we could line everything and serve correctly how we wanted to. That's all down the drain now.
Jun got deathly sick at Fanime last year and I basically took it head on by myself. This was incredibly hard to do with the board members on my ass for shit for absolutely no fucking reason. They hired a "watch dog" as co-head last year. She turned out to be amazing... Lisa. And she didn't stick her head in, nor try to control anything but actually gave me the ability to do what I needed to do. There was a huge misunderstanding that I wasn't allowed to do shit. But she was like "I heard differently..." and after a talk we finally got on the same page and I took it up. I thoroughly impressed Lisa, the cafe ran great, caterers were more than happy as I spoke of earlier... and I got super sick Sunday morning. I was so stressed out, I literally had to run off and cry because I was freaking out at trying to handle everything. Everyone did such a good job that it made me so happy. Tiffany saved my ass from having breakdowns a couple of times, Olivia was super fucking MVP of the year as just a maid who kept that place going. Stu and Jess... were so fucking amazing that I'm 100% sure if they weren't there I would have given up and just broke down and flipped tables and yelled at caterers for hours. Staff constantly giving me shit and having to handle business was hard enough, having them "conveniently" tell me things that changed between the first and second day that I had addressed to them months ago and they said it wasn't a problem nearly killed me.
Fuck it though, I had to keep my shit together for the girls that put in their time, to make it fun and eventful for them. And now I realize so much, that it was for me too. During the dinner that we did for them. Stu cooked pork belly and tri tip, some godlike potatoes... I finally broke down in front of all the girls and just started crying like an idiot. I told them how I was going to quit after that year. That I couldn't handle the stress, I couldn't handle Jun, I couldn't handle staff, but everything that year just came together so perfectly in the end. The smile on everyone's faces, all the new girls thanking me and my raspy ass voice telling them thank you, because the cafe is about them. I love the cafe. I truly do. I don't give a fuck about Fanime, I don't give a fuck about their god damned politics, their stupid fucking hatred for me. I don't care about Jun's issues with me, the rift that formed between me and Tiffany. I want to be a part of this cafe, I want it to be successful, I want... in essence... my baby. It's as much as a part of me as it is anyone. I may have been against the creation of it, but when it started, I did everything I could for it. No one can say they put in as much time and effort as I have for this cafe. No one can say they put in what I have for these girls and to make it a successful, authentic, fun event for the volunteers.
And yet this year, I'm forced to just disappear from it. Not a single word told to me about what's happening really.
Oh, so this is why, I'm banned from staffing. Last year at around 10pm or so I had 12 people in my room. Outside of Ed and Nichole, all of them were people that were part of the cafe. We were just hanging out, playing with Tabitha who I finally got to meet for the first time. I was talking to the maids about this year and thanking them, and how past years went. I was coming up with ideas for next year and we were also discussing plans about the catering company. We get a knock on the door and security basically tells me everyone needs to get out right now. We ask why. They say we're not allowed to have parties and we're getting noise complaints. This confuses us because we weren't loud... Tabitha was basically sleeping in the room no problem, and we were seriously just chilling and kicking back. Hell I hadn't even had anything to drink really at that point(this is actually true). I think I just poured myself a jack and coke because I had just changed like 10 minutes prior. Well we questioned this because it's not cool to just kick everyone out of my room when we were actually talking about the cafe as staff and shit.
Welp here's the gist. Security guards threatened us, threatened Ed and Nichole who had Tabitha, and Jess wasn't standing for them threatening a newborn baby and her parents. Jess wasn't rude but she was aggressive. This came back to Fanime as "Jess and Mikey were cussing at security guards and we had like 50 people in our room". Dunno about you but I don't think you can fit 50 people in one of those rooms. But yeah, they wanted an excuse to ban me, so they found one. Despite me not saying anything that night to the security guards other than "the room is under my name". Note, I didn't even say my name. Fun huh?
I don't know anymore. The con is literally a piece of shit, but I don't care. I want my cafe. I want it to be successful, and I want all the volunteers to be happy. Even if I'm not part of the cafe I still want it to be successful. But even that is looking unlikely right now.