Work Sucks

Some days I really hate my job... I'm not sure if its the drunk assholes that always think they deserve the VIP treatment (Which I couldn't pretend to accommodate at 2am). Or maybe it's the teenage druggies that wander off the street to shoot up in the bathroom (NAKED), then refuse to leave until you reach their mothers. Or maybe, just maybe it's the pre-K prostitutes that stroll back and forth from "their" rooms to random dark cars then back again to engage in constant headboard knocking shame, trust me, I get the calls...? Smh... Honestly it has to be the cheapsters that try to get over on me like I'm new to this shit. They think if they scream loud enough I'll give them what they want. I just stare at them like they crazy (because they usually are) and tell them they've already paid through (insert 3rd party website here) so there is nothing I can do. Besides when you pay 60 bucks for a $200 room you would think that was discount enough, but no they want free. I know it's hard times out here, but If you don't have the cash then stay your ass at home like the rest of us.

I bitch but I know my place.

Work,keeping me broke not homeless since 2006....

SBEG

Naive @ Heart

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Recession Hurtin Like A Bitch

Where the hell I been!!??!?!?!? Clearly living life. I've been so busy living it that I forgot to record the shit right. Better late than never, right? Maybe not, but I'm back... Again. So I've found my calling, the medical field been screaming my name like a bitch, and I've answered. I'm enrolled in school full time and getting my application for nursing school in order. I've been working like a slave at Starbucks (hating every minute of it). I hate my job, but I've come to realize that it provides me the ability to be broke and not homeless. I've learned to pick my battles... I'm back on my weight loss journey, yet again. This time with a friend. So this seems to be IT.

I have lots to say but I don't have it in me to sit next to this urine drenched bum in the library. I'll be back on the G1.

Until next time...

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I Put In My Two Weeks!!!!!!

Let me start off by saying... I'M OUT THIS BITCH!!!!

In case you aren't familiar with my I HATE MY JOB post, let me fill you in. I've dealt with sexual harassment, a year without being able to take a sick day, a year without getting a LUNCH break, a bitchy ass manager (which happens to be a man), a bellman who was constantly getting away with cursing me out, and being 5 people at once and getting a kick in the ass if one of them messed up. So you know I'm TOO THROUGH with this place. I took my man's advice and stopped looking for jobs after getting the two interviews I went on last Friday. One was for a reservation/revenue supervisor at a rival hotel (which I really want!) and the other was a Starbucks cafe supervisor. Today I got the call from Starbucks that I had gotten the job. I'm still waiting on the other job to call back. That interview went so well that I couldn't imagine them not wanting to hire me... So I thought... We'll see.

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If Work Was A Big Dick... I'd Lorena Bobbitt That Hoe

The day before last a co-worker of mine, known for his obscene comments and perpetual laziness, decided that he doesn’t have to do the mindless job he's paid to do while under my watch. So the issue I have with this is that I have to pick up the slack, and what some of you already know, a GOOD bitch can't get a FUCKING break. That night I was pissed! No LIVID! THIS DUMBASS 27 YEAR OLD KID IS THE EPITOME OF BITCHASSNESS AND I'M DONE TAKING HIS LAZY- DISRESPECTING- BLAMELESS ASS SHIT ANYMORE. So after he called me a bitch and began cursing me out because I asked his lame ass to actually work and not play his POKEMON DS game, I knocked him upside the head and called my manager. BTW it was about 10:30pm. While I'm talking to my manager (also a member of the Bitch Ass Club) here comes POKEMON KID yelling over me about how he doesn’t give a fuck about this or that. Now I must remind you how things work in this bottomless pit of a hotel; almost everyone here is FILIPINO, which I am not. They stick together like my thick thighs (which I'm reducing at the moment.. hehe) and are all almost related, so this bastard wont be fired anytime soon. I've put up with this shit for a year now and now I'm out this bitch by the end of next month. I put the fear of god into my manager when I told him if POKEMON KID said one more off the wall word to me, I'm not coming back. And his bitchass knows that when I do leave (which is definite) he will be working 16hours days until he finds a qualified replacement (and can't nobody do it like me). lol Any who I'm cuttin' that HOE (DICK) OFF... in due time. I should sue them bitches when I leave too, for all those hours of not getting any breaks for a year. Yeah I'm doing it. Bye for now...

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If Work Was A Big Dick... I Still Wouldn't Suck It

Here's another I hate my job installment... First let's start off with the environment. The air-conditioner in the lobby is broken yet again and I'm burning up like a pig at a luau. Not to mention we have been super busy and it's just my happy ass behind the desk. The fucking vents in the lobby have been broken since last October. Back then we were freezing our asses off, but did that make them shell out the cash to get the shit fixed? Hell no! So here I am hot off my ass and ready to say fuck it all by telling our dumb ass guest what they really are... Damn I can only wish. Better than an orgasm... SMH This heat got me thinking crazy. Nothing is better than an orgasm. I need some dick. My bad off subject.

Now the people. These people are starting to piss me off. I don't think I'm PMSing, I think these people are just idiots. So I'm more than through. First there are these dumb ass people that don't understand a bargain when they see it. They come to the hotel thinking that it's the most expensive on the block at 150 a night... In Seattle? The average night runs for $280 - $340. Curse people that refuse to do a little math before stepping in this place to ask me dumb ass questions.

Well my man is calling now so I'm gonna neglect my work. Fuck them cheap ass muthafuckas!!!!
I'm no company's hoe...

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I HATE MY JOB!!!!!

So I usually refrain from talking about work on here, but damn if I don't feel like calling people out right now. So, bitchassness has been running rapid through the work place and I refuse to play their game. Lately I've been the type to never talk about work once I've left. I have a smile on my face as soon as I hit the door. I vent about work maybe once a month to refresh myself for the next month, but never is it a daily thing. For some reason the majority of my co-workers like to talk shit to the manager about small things people do, when they know they've done things as well. Now, knowing this you would think I would do the same, but I have bigger things on my mind than these fools. So I take it and move the fuck on. Except for today.....

I've let this build up so bare with me. First there are these two graveyard employees that, BTW are about two hours late to relieve me at least twice a week, complain about the smallest things that they can and will fix. Everything from the morning shift being 20 minutes late to the way I write my 8's. Now when I see something wrong I fix it and let the shit go, but little did I know that this isn't a common philosophy. Then there is day shift bellman that totally crossed the line and has sexually harassed me on several occasions. Now it's my fault for not telling, but this just started last week so I'm just now getting my bearings. This is how it's gone down. So, I was dressing in the employee changing room which doesn't really have a lock if you have a key card. I was reaching for my blouse that was hung up in the closet when the door opens. I yelled that I was changing and tried to cover my chest, which is rather big, with my arms. I had a bra on that of course had cleavage, naturally. I didn't think much of it because It was the same amount of clothing as I would wear to the beach. But crazy of me to think it would be between him and I, because by the time I got downstairs to clock in every one including my managers boss knew about my failed effort to cover all of my chest. But that was the least of it. When I saw him again he said, and I quote " You look good in Lavender" (referring to my bra, which was actually magenta.) Then he went on to say, " I got off for the day". Disgusted and shocked I had to take a second think of how inappropriate in really was. So the next day I set out to speak with him on his behavior, because I am his supervisor. I asked him why he told everyone and his response was " Their just mad because they couldn't see what I saw.". Then he slapped my butt... One word, PISSED!!!!!!

Then there is this old ass white chick with three bad ass kids that decided it was a good idea to bring her kids to work. Now, had I been there in the beginning of the day I would have set boundaries for those walking energy drinks. They were running in and out of the back office and came up to the front desk to talk to her in front of customers. Can you say TACKY?!?! So, I didn't know who's kids they were when I came in to work, all I knew was that there were little kids running a muck. So I ask her " who's obnoxious kids are these?". And she said "Thanks, they're mine". This bitch had the nerve to catch an attitude with me as if I had a way of knowing they were hers. If I had I would have been a little nicer... Maybe. So anyway she tells my manager that I talk on my cell phone and work phone a lot and miss calls. Granted I do talk on the phone for maybe 15-25 minutes while I still have help because after 6pm theres only me to tend to over 200 guest and incoming calls with no breaks, so if a bitch wants to talk for a minute then let a bitch talk. I never complain when these fools take five 10min smoke breaks in a 3hour span. That's not my thing because I know that I have my ways as well. Somehow these hoes fail to understand the phrase "pot calling the kettle black". Ok I'm done for now... Check back with me next month for the next venting spree.

I feel better now...

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So.. It's 2am And I'm STILL @ work.... WTF!!!!!

So I'm used to staying on average 20 to 45 minutes late but today draws the last fucking straw. It's been 3 hours since I was supposed to be off................. FUCK!!!!!

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