Friday, April 17, 2009

I don't respond well to threats.

I know I haven't been updating as often as I'd like to, but some interesting things have been happening with my job.

First off, here's a little back-story as to what this blog post is raving about: http://community.livejournal.com/hotel_workers/3143715.html#cutid1

Right, so I start my shift and things are shitty from the get-go. I have a few days off, I missed a LOT. SOMEONE *COUGH creepy night auditor* we still don't know who *COUGH he's so far in the closet he smells like mothballs and old socks COUGH* was browsing gay porn on the boss-man's computer. I wish I were kidding, but bimbo-boss-man looked at the Internet Explorer history tab and found some interesting websites listed in it. For some unknown reason, IE doesn't tell you when the sites were visited, just that they WERE (or maybe MicroSuck updated this feature recently, I don't know because our work computers are still using IE 5.something or other.) So after listening to him whine about it while he installs parental-control software on his computer (which officially nobody is supposed to be using for any reason, but hey, that's life for ya) I wait until he's about to leave, he's in a pissy mood, now's obviously not a good time.

So a few hours pass and about a minute before he's out, I say "Hey, just one more thing real quick, okay? I'm not trying to be rude, I know last week in Little Rock was kind-of an anomaly, but PLEASE don't come to my house anymore. Hubby was upset and when Hubby's upset, I'M upset. My phone works, all you have to do is call."

E P I C B A D I D E A

He goes on a 7 minute tirade about me not answering my phone when he DOES call (which isn't true in the slightest. That, and I don't remember being hired for an on-call position) and 'reminding' me that I signed a piece of paper saying that I'd have a working phone after 30 days of signing (which I did.)

Dude, seriously, chill the fuck out and stop acting like I just shot a kitten.

Then he goes on that he can "technically terminate someone for not holding up to that signed agreement." Please tell me this is a joke. First of all, I'm not sure that 'signed agreement' is even legally sound since I'm NOT on-call. And if I ever WAS, nobody ever told me about it. Second, it still doesn't warrant you COMING TO MY FUCKING HOUSE!!! Third, if I want to go out on my day off, away from my phone, thus not able to answer it right away, I'll go out and enjoy myself because IT'S MY DAY OFF YOU NITWIT!!! My phone has caller ID, if someone calls I'll know about it, and if it's from work I'll call them right back. This is how it's been for months, now.

Then he 'reminds' me that I have 2 past write-ups. The first one was because I didn't get ANYTHING done during the 3 days following the ice storm, something that was an act of the Gods, an absolute freak accident and a one-time occurrence. The other time was being written up for something though I admit I did wrong (the phone-number incident) I had already been reprimanded for beforehand, which is technically harassment but fuck dude I can't reason with these people anymore.

So now he's saying all the scary-words like "we WANT to be able to keep you here" and "it's a tough world out there," trying to make me pee myself in fear of getting axed and it's just not happening. Seriously, I can technically go to Basic whenever I want.

Go ahead, boss-man, fire me. We both know this crack-house will practically burn to the ground without me. If you want to shoot yourself in the foot over something as stupid as a phone while doing me a huge favor by giving me a head-start on my military career, you go right ahead. I won't stop you.

Besides, the way the owners keep pansying out on spending ANY MONEY on the upkeep, you won't have a hotel to ruin-*ahem* run, for much longer anyway.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

OH FUCK ME!

I DID IT! I'M IN!!!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

*Crickets*

Little Rock is a ghost town.

I've been here since 3PM, signed in at the Processing Station, then they drove me back to the hotel and I've been in my room watching SpikeTV ever since. It's 6:05PM now, no one has called for me, no one has given me any instructions or orders, I'm all by myself and dying of boredom over here!

All I was told was that the physical will commence tomorrow and to set a wake-up call for 4:15AM, that's it. I hope there's not some poor Staff Sgt. strutting around base looking for me.

Is this normal for the military?

Today's the Day!

I'm off to Little Rock today to find out if I'm Army material, wish me luck.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Sooo...

Grampa died yesterday.

Lung cancer.

But grampa didn't smoke...?

Sunday, April 5, 2009

2 more days!

M.E.P.S is in two days and I feel so unprepared. The M.O.S. I was originally hoping for isn't available right now, I had to pick something else. Which is a bummer, really, because there are a variety of other jobs I think I would have liked, but there were only 8 listings available to me.

But at least now I have a better idea what's in store for me. Assuming I pass M.E.P.S., I go to Basic in South Carolina for 10 weeks, then another 24 weeks in Kentucky.

YAAAAY!

Friday, April 3, 2009

Video Update

Did I mention I have my own YouTube channel?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Gods-Dammit


Went for a good long jog this morning, I thought I was going to puke right in the middle of Wilson Park. I am SO out of shape, it's not even funny.

So a few days ago I get a call from the recruiter, I owe Portland Maine for a parking ticket. So far as I know, it's one measly $20.00 parking ticket from 2002. Vindictive much, P-Town? So I have to pay the damn thing before I can go in for M.E.P.S., which is next week in Little Rock. I have a meeting with the recruiter on the 7th to prepare for it. I can get in to a lot of trouble if I lie about anything in my paperwork, but since I honestly don't remember a few peoples' names, I had to 'elaborate' a little. I haven't seen these people in years, how am I supposed to remember their middle names?

* * *

Why is it people seem sad when I tell them I don't want to have kids? They react like I've given up or like there is something wrong with me. I like kids, they're great fun and full of energy, but parenting just isn't for me. My life is my own, I'm am NOT a walking incubator. I'd rather spend 9 months hiking across Antarctica than barefoot and pregnant. No one would ask any questions if a man doesn't want to have kids, but of course if a woman doesn't want to procreate, people think she's pathetic.

There's too many people using too many resources and not enough food and energy for all of them. Why in Hell would I want to intentionally bring a child into that kind of a world? If you have kids, great. I'm sure any decent minded parent loves their children and wants only good things for them, that was your choice and best of luck with that. I made a choice for myself and for the world, respect it, please.

The cost of a pack of condoms, $7.00
Getting of an IUD, mine cost me $600.00.
Having your tubes tied, about $3,000.00
Raising a child to the age of 18, almost $100,000.00

There's nothing wrong with me, I haven't 'given up' and I'm 100% certain I'm never going to have 'a change of heart someday,' I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE KIDS, END OF DISCUSSION.

Besides, you don't have to put cats through college :-)