Well I was written up for the shit I described on April 25th. The worthless piece of shit, the front Desk Manager, couldn’t even give it to me in person. No he had it on my timecard waiting for me. I was amazed that they wrote me up for it. I still can’t believe it.

So I figured I would talk to the Assistant General Manager and use logic to argue my side. Fuck that. Logic isn’t something you can use on these lobotomized excrement ridden fools. She was quite to the point that I am to be at the desk at all times. Doesn’t matter if I have nothing to do. Or if the first shift is there. I tried to make my defense as honest and truthful as I could without out right lying.

On a good note Menard$ has called and offered me a job. I told them that I had gave my two week notice. But, I’m not sure I can leave. I afraid of the change. After six years of this hotel I don’t know anything else. The longer I wait is just less of a notice I give the old HI. Will see.

On another note, I would like to add the Banquet Bartending Manager to the list of non-excrement Managers. He is a hell of a nice guy. One of a few at the hotel.

Bob has finally has become one of us computer users. She bought a program called Virtual Makeover. I hate to sound sexist, it is a girls program. Or for some one that wants to enjoy himself at his friends expense. We had to get a mugshot style picture to be able to use the program.

In the right hands it is a very cruel program. I’ve seen what it can do. Bob gave Troy a makeover with makeup, lipstick, and the whole nine yards. I haven’t figured out how to import the pictures you do over. One day I will. And Troy will to kill me.

The Accountant was a little mad about me discovering that ALL managers have excrement for bodily fluids. I told her that I was sorry that she had excrement for bodily fluids. But she wouldn’t let it rest at that. She must of heard of this before that ALL managers have excrement for bodily fluids because she had all of the medical equipment to prove other wise. So I would like to say that the Accountant does not have excrement for bodily fluids. She is the exception to the rule. So let me restate my hypothesis: ALL managers besides the Accountant have excrement for bodily fluids. I’m sorry for the confusion.

By the way Troy , this is four in a row for updating the site. Troy is an Assistant Manager at Menard$. His blood test hasn’t got back from the labs yet.

Let me start by saying that all, and I mean ALL managers have excrement for bodily fluids. This covers the General Manager all the way down to the Catering Manager. Their ancestor most likely have inbred for hundreds of generations. They are the stinking pile of dung that you have the misfortune to step in. Law should mandate that they are not allowed to bread future generations, at least for the safety of us non-managers. If they already have children, then the same rule should apply.

With that said let me tell you about one of these excrement laden scum. This Manager in question would be the Catering Manager. She is a serious case of why they shouldn’t be allowed to breed. I don’t honestly know what her problem is. She used to be a front desk clerk. So if there would ever be an exception to ALL managers having excrement for bodily fluids it would be someone like her. But, it appears she’s just like the rest. Or I have offended her in some way, which is always a possibility. Still I would not expect her to be like that.

After working nine hours I decided that I would sit down where the reservation desk is. This is only a few feet away from the desk in the back office. So if Maggie got busy I would see or Maggie would ask me to give her a hand. Shit it wasn’t like I went to the restaurant or something. Which I have done. This Manager she tells Maggie out at the desk that if I am going to sit there and not help her that she was going to send me home. I over heard her say this being that I was only two fucking feet away. So then she comes in back where I am and tells me this bullshit. Now I’m sorry But I don’t think I was doing anything wrong sitting down. Fucksake it was quiet all morning, even at this time she was telling me this. So I informed to look on the wall behind her and told her to read the part telling I’m intitled to a twenty minute break after seven and a half hours or something around that time limit. Again let me remind you that it was nine hours into my shift when she asks me this shit. So after she told me that if I wasn’t going to help Maggie then I should go home I shocked that she was telling me this. I told her that I would help Maggie. But then I started thinking about it and decided that ALL managers have excrement for bodily fluids so I went home. Maybe the Catering Manager would like to do the fucking audit tonight.

Once more I want to state before I sign off that I honestly don’t think I was in the wrong for sitting down. And I would like to remind everyone that ALL managers have excrement for bodily fluids.

I had a interesting talk with a few of the guys from the Engineering dept. Mark E. was telling about one of his co-workers who he was being very mean to. Now up till now I really hadn’t come up with an opinion of Mark E. I was kinda thinking he might be a little bit of a prick. I want to tell everyone who may ever cross this website I stand corrected. Mark E. is not a prick, he is a down right vicious mean spirited cruel bastard. And I admire all of those qualities.

Mark E. was telling me how he got a co-worker who I won’t name. But is named after one of the Three Stooges. And its not Moe, Curly, Shemp, or Joe. First he told me that he had talked this guy into vacuuming the whirlpool. Now I guessed that vacuuming the whirlpool was something you don’t do. This was never said by Mark E. but I figured the way he was busting a gut about it that has to wrong to do this. And the guy in question is no brain scientist, so I could appreciate the humor.

The best part of this whole long winded story is what Mark E. had this dip shit do awhile ago. I guess this one day they had drained the pool to clean it. And they were in the process of re-filling the pool. The dip shit was hanging around and probably bothering them. So Mark E. tells him that if he stands in front of the 8.6 marker in the pool that the water will fill up faster. The moron goes over to where he’s all most on top of the 8 foot 6 inches markings on the wall of the pool and positions himself over it. He watches the water go in the pool for awhile and comes back over to where Mark E. is. “Wow. Your right it does go in faster when you stand there.” He tells them.

And I know that you guys are now Engineering. But Engineering Tales just doesn’t have the same ring to it as Maintenance Tales. So tough shit. Next time I do a Maintenance Tales I would like one of you engineers to write it. We will see.

After damn near a month I have heard from former MOD John. I was afraid he, for some reason might feel everyone was against him. But I got an e-mail him from today. Even the old HI shitting on him hasn’t taken away his sense of humor:

God know’s I could use another Frig. magnet, left a message at your site…. (! )

Love,
HarpyBoy

So here’s a offer to repay you for all the beer you’ve bought in the past. Give me a call damn it or I’ll sick the legion of harpies on you.

Troy e-mailed me with this to say:

the store manager talked to me today about you coming in to apply I told him you were a good worker and you are always on time.BOY WAS THAT A LOAD OF CRAP!!! but seriously I think you in like Flynn I’ll talk to him tomorrow again it will look good if you call him back on Monday to (check up on your application)from you pal bigfoot!!!!!!!!!best of luck!!!!!!!!!!

So with any luck I’m out of that shit hole. I might have to rename this page one of these days.

By the way if there is any South Park fans out there I added some links to the Just Links page.