The Hotel

Building 1 and 4
Building 4
Building 1

Orientation done...

Hello PERKS! Today I found out that as of yesterday I could get free hotel rooms. YES FREE! Ok there's a catch. The hotel has to be one that we OWN and MANAGE. And of course you have to make advance reservations. There was the sexual harassment lecture and that was long. It was cold too. The person who was giving the presentation gets hot easily. The other person and myself were freezing.

I also continued my training. It was hard staying awake. I kept going and going at it. I know that the stuff will be different, but I thought I got the hang of it. Tomorrow will be more training. I hope I finish soon. This is really boring.

NEW JOB!

OMG! It's the best job ever! OK I'm just talking about the perks, but still. It's super sweet. We watched some videos and went over the many handbooks in our folder. Afterwards we had a couple of breaks. We had lunch in the cafeteria and then it was back to more of orientation.

When orientation was done I went to my new desk and my new department. I started my training. Of course I did skip and lot of that stuff. It was BORING! I tried to keep awake, but it was hard. Tomorrow I get to do more of it.

Final check...

I did get my final check in the mail. I got my vacation time as well as the week that I didn't work or was suppose to work. So pretty much I got free money for the week. I like that. But still how they played me was wrong. The check is for less than usual, but I'm willing to over look that. At least I got it in the mail. Too bad I didn't use enough of my sick time. Damn what a waste that was.

They have the shittiest rules for those things. I can't wait until Monday. New job and new life. A MEN!

The picture says it all...

FUCK THIS JOB!

I come to work two hours late and I did warn her about it and all she can think about is when will I make it up. It's like hello?! I have personal time that I haven't used. I've used maybe a day and a half total. I get 12. Doesn't she have a clue??? I guess not. I have to go into to work on MONDAY no I'm not fucking joking. WHO THE FUCK WORKS ON MONDAY?! It's a holiday. FINE! I'll go and clean up my shit. FUCK IT! I'm going to give notice and a week saying I'm not going to do the job anymore.

I signed that I would work on the 23rd of this month and by golly (who uses that anymore?) that's where I'll be. I'm not happy because of the situation that I've been thrown into. I wasn't sure I wanted to do the job. I just wanted to try it out. And if I liked it I'd keep doing it. But if they can't see that one person cannot do the job then they should do something about it. If THEY can't provide it then they should say so. I mean it's not like it's rocket science. I'm near the STUPER and she hears me on the phone ALL THE TIME! If she doesn't get clued in then fine.

They have to realize although I did do alright in the beginning it doesn't mean it'll be better later on. If they didn't notice the high turn over rate then they're blind to the fact that this position is a difficult one to do.

I QUIT!

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Great news!

My job will longer be A/R! A FUCKING MEN! OK, that's only part of it. I got the call I've been waiting for! They're going to replace me. Gee...it only took one year. ONE FUCKING YEAR! God that place is FUCKED UP!

No more for me. I'm done. I'm going to give notice and say I need a vacation. Well I will be taking one, but not until March. It's all good. And I get to take my birthday off as a HOLIDAY! HOW FUCKING SWEET IS THAT?!?

More to be said about where I work later on. This shall be it for now.

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My pet peeve of the day from the AS: Dude, I can only do so much. I'm one fucking person. I'm not fucking around either! BITCH!
Hours overtime today:

Jesse Foppert! Part 2...

I was able to meet him back in July when he came into my office for a parking spot. I thought that would be the greatest thing in the world. Meeting a professional baseball player up close. I mean you can at the ballpark for autographs, but you just can't talk to them. Before he came into the office I had looked up information about him. As he was signing papers I just talked to him and turned red (I am a girl!!) because I was being a "blonde". I asked him questions that I knew the answers to already. I knew he was on the DL (disabled list) and yet still asked him. Then I asked him who took his place. I believe it was Kevin Corriea.

I must have come off to him as some sort of "home team ho" or something. I just wanted something. I had no idea I would have a hard time talking to someone who's just a normal person. I was disappointed to find out today from the leasing agent he was giving up his parking spot that he was renting from us. I think this was the sign that I've been waiting for.

It's time to move on. He did. He was traded to Seattle and I guess he's finally going to move there to be closer to the team. That's life of a baseball player. Almost like a nomad. Moving and never knowing where home is.

If he gave notice today that means he won't move out until the 5th of next month. By then I'll be gone. This is something that I have a hard time doing, but then again it's a no brainer at the same time.

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Hours overtime today: