Well there was no memo but it appears the new front desk manager has started. This new guy started on the 1st so I’m told. But like some of the former front desk managers he has not made it a priority to meet his employees. Which maybe it’s just me of course. But I’ve always felt that as a new manager one of the first things they should do is introduce themselves to their employees. Even if that means coming in at 11:00 at night to meet the guy who does audit.

But again maybes it’s just me. It’s been 4 days now and I have not seen hide nor hair of this new guy. I’ve heard stories about how he’s the second coming though. I’ve heard how the one old lady who had talked me up just not to long ago now considers that this new guy is the best. The new guy knows everything about everything. No one at the hotel knows as much as this new front desk manager. Which makes me very happy. If I’m asked to show the new guy anything I’m going to say no I can’t because you already know more than me. Besides what can I a lowly night auditor teach a front desk manager?

On the upside of all this I may start a pool on just how long I go without seeing this new guy. I won’t make it easy on the dude either. He’s going to have to come to me. I will not come in on my time off to meet this guy. I shouldn’t have to. It really doesn’t matter any more. This new boss of mine will be the same as all the others that have filled the position of front desk manager since the old days. And since I was offered 25 a year I really do wonder how much more or less this guy is going making. If he does the job right I hope they gave him more than 25 a year. And if he’s just another tool I’m sure he gets what he deserves.

Rumor time. First up the Ninja Management Company (who has only been mentioned twice on this site here and here) has left the building. It sounds like it was them doing the quitting. As opposed to the owners letting them go for incompetence. Now if this is true it makes me wonder if maybe I’m right. Why would the “industry’s largest independent management company” give up managing a property if it was not because they were forced to operate the place like a bunch of retards. I hate to keep beating a dead horse here people but I really think the blame for how bad the hotel is run has to fall on the shoulders of the owners.

Secondly I hear some disturbing things about payday that partly ties in with this first item. The rumor mill says that the Ninja Management Company has been the ones making sure I get my paycheck. So the idea here is since they are gone am I going to get paid on the 10th? Because I hate to break it to the new guy so early on, but if I’m not payed I will not work. Simple as that. I’m here for the money. If I like my job, or if I like some of the people I work with it’s just a unpaid bonus. I’m all about getting my pitiful 8.75 an hour. So if on Wednesday at 3:00 pm I don’t get a check consider this my advance notice I will not be working there on in till I get my money. I’m a mercenary plain and simple people.

And speaking of payday. Who in their right mind schedules a mandatory employee meeting on the same day and time the employee’s get paid? My new boss it seems. I just don’t know how to take this. My gut reaction is that this is a horribly twisted and evil thing to do. I have bills that need paying. I have a checking account that is empty. At 3:00 pm on Wednesday I’m going in to get my check (if there is a check) and I’m going to go deposit my money and pay my bills. Now if the meeting is still going on once I’m done taking care of important matters I will stop in and attend what’s left of this meeting.

It’s been a long time since I wrote about the hotel. I’ve only briefly mentioned that there is a new front desk manager. I wanted to take the time to bring everyone up to speed on what’s going on. Because I’m thinking really hard about what my future holds at the hotel. And to be honest I want out of the place more than I ever have.

So let’s start with this front desk manager. Like his predecessors this guy never felt obligated to meet his employees. It was four or five days until I even met the guy. Which I have never understood about these people that come in and don’t make an effort to meet their employees. Then the guy schedules a mandatory meeting on payday. At the time we actually get the checks. So right off the bat this guy is going out of his way to inadvertently rub me the wrong way. These items I have mentioned before and I just wanted do the recap.

On the day of the meeting I go in a hour early. Because I was either going to get my check then or I would come back in a hour and get my check and not come back to the meeting this guy scheduled. Needless to say I got my check. I also introduced myself to the guy. Because it was obvious that he didn’t give a shit to meet me. I had the opportunity to tell the guy some of the things I felt were wrong with the front desk. The exact thing I said to him was that the front desk was like a western town without a sheriff. It was in chaos and everyone did what they wanted because there was no law there. I told him that it was my opinion that he had to step up and make sure they all understood he was the new “sheriff” in town.

And to my surprise the guy actually used this metaphor in his meeting. He mentioned to the front desk that he was the new sheriff in town and that his word was law. I thought it was neat little gesture on his part. But it also meant (to me) that he more or less promised that he would do the job the correct way. That this chaos that had befallen the front desk would be put to an end.

Here it two months later and what has changed? Nothing has changed. The new sheriff in town isn’t worth the tin in his badge. Things are still wrong as chaotically as before this guy came into the picture. The front desk clerks do what they want. There is no consistency in what they do. Which is funny because the guy went on in great lengths about how the front desk has to be on the same page. That everyone has to follow the same procedures. And it’s just not happening. And the sheriff? I don’t ever see the guy. It’s kind of hard to be the sheriff when your never there.

And let me also touch base on some of the other issues I’ve mentioned in the past (and some I haven’t). When I was “interviewed” for the front desk manager job it was mentioned that extra duties would fall on the front desk manager. The gm was very cryptic about all of it and would not spare any details. The usual cover story was given to me that he didn’t have all the details himself. So as it turns out the front desk manager is doing two jobs for the price of one. Which I think is foolish if the rumor is true that the sheriff makes under 20 a year. I wasn’t really excited at the idea of more to do and I was offered 25 a year. So it makes me wonder about the new guy.

I’ve also thought about this “gm” and his offer to me about running the front desk. I think it was all bullshit. A fabricated story to give the appearance that people within the company can go higher. It’s a fairy tale these assholes have tried to spread since they came into power back in 2002. A fairy tale I helped spread thanks to my own big mouth here on the net and in the real world. It was all bullshit. I honestly don’t think they ever had any intention of making me the front desk manager. It also appears that the gm’s claim of me being the second in command was also bullshit. Again I’m not surprised or hurt by any of this. I’m more pissed I let my self eat this shit hook line and sinker.

Not that any of this matters. I don’t care anymore. The hotel will continue it downward spiral and not one thing will change for the better. My only hope is that I will be able to get my two weeks vacation in before I quit or get fired again. Of course there is the off chance that the place will finally close. Either way it doesn’t matter to me. I just know I have to get the hell out of the place.

This post is about a half eaten piece of cake/pie (whatever the fuck it was). Since I can’t hear this shit from the individual (yes you) I figure they can find out stuff from other sources as well. Of course it is my site so it’s just as good as coming from me personally.

I was told yesterday when I came in (by the only good front desk employee we have) that I was accused of throwing away some kind of baked food the night before. I’m told that the person bitched for a rather long time about me and this baked good I supposedly had done away with.

So for the record here is what really happened. I came in to work like any other night. I had my twelve pack of Diet Mountain Dew with me as I always do. The twelve pack is placed in the fridge in the back of the front desk where I always put it. Now anytime I find shit left in this fridge I take it out of the fridge and place it on top of the fridge.

I do not clean up after lazy front desk clerks. So any shit I find left behind I leave it where I find it. For example plates of food that certain individuals are supposed to take back to the kitchen after they eat or in this case a fucking half eaten piece of god damn cake or fucking pie or whatever the fuck it was.

That fridge back there is not yours. It’s not mine for that matter. If you leave shit in it your just asking for it to go and vanish. It’s rather inconsiderate to think that just because your fucking cake/pie is in the fridge I’m not going to put my pop in there. I like my pop cold. Pop goes in the fridge. It’s very simple. You see me come in every fucking night with the twelve pack?

So I expect an apology. Because the last I saw this piece of cake/pie it was sitting on top of the fridge. So the accusation that I threw it away is false. Not that I really give two shits if some front desk clerk says. I don’t give two flying fuck if the person apologizes either. This incident is just further proof just how little the Sheriff is really doing to change the place.

You know how normal people with jobs get vacations? Well here is the fucked up thing at the hotel. I get paid vacation, two weeks since I’ve been there forever. Sounds great right? Well here is the fucked up part. I can’t take my vacation because they have no one to cover my time off. This is what the Sheriff told me the other day.

Which really sucks. Because right about now I could use two weeks off. It’s getting to the point that instead of two weeks off it’s going to be two weeks notice. I just think I’ve had it up to here with the retards at work. The Sheriff needs to start acting like a fucking front desk manager. No one to cover a shift? Well I got news for you Skippy it’s your job to cover that shit. Be it first, second, or third shifts.

What the fuck would the Sheriff do if I quit? Sure the majority of the time I talk about quitting I’m full of shit. But in this hypothetical situation what would he do? I’m under the impression he’s not all that happy to be a working manager. I think he may be another one of those people who think a manager should sit in their office all day. It’s something I’ve given name to. It’s called being a Munson. And honestly that’s the worst thing that you can be.

Front desk manager my ass. We haven’t had a real front desk manager for years. The one guy they wouldn’t actually give the title and position to came really damn close. But he got burnt out on their bullshit and left. Which is really to bad. Because now we deal with the likes of the Sheriff and his ilk. Brethren that just can’t be done away with. I swear these fuckers grow out of the fucking woodwork. All seemingly having ties to one another.

Want an example of what I’m talking about? The schedules. The Sheriff has a damn time getting this thing out on time. I could quote some law about having it out a certain number of days beforehand. But what does it matter. Here’s the little note on the current schedule:

If the numbers don’t improve, I may ask you to leave a few hours early or come in a few hours late as I cover those hours.

Excuse for being all confused by this, but isn’t this the opposite of the purpose of a schedule. I work what I’m scheduled. No more no less. If the Sheriff want’s me to leave early or come in late schedule it that way. To me it’s the whole reason there is a schedule. So I know when to come in and when to leave. Fuck this guess work bullshit. I would recommend the desks clerks stick to their scheduled time. Lazy fucking management is what this is.

I have an idea how about tonight I come in two weeks late? Shit this may just be a good idea yet.

I’ve fucking had it. This morning I was verbally abused by some foul mouthed asshole who thinks that all the people like me up north are rude unintelligent clods who are not able to speak. On top of that this old fuck thinks working for some hick company out of Kentucky makes him special. Fuck him and fuck his company. I hear their cookies suck anyway.

What bothered me the most about this incident was the fact that this guy refereed to me and the area I’m in as “these people from the north” or “the north”. I just had hoped that this kind of confederate I fuck my sister bullshit would have ended a long time ago. It’s all one big country. Do we really need to keep this north and south bullshit going on? I don’t care if this fucker is from the south. I know some people from down south and they are not assholes. Assholes are a universal thing. This guy who happens to be from the south is an asshole. He could just as well be from Mars.

Dealing with these kinds of assholes just drives me crazy. But it makes me even fucking madder is that half of the shit this old fuck was yelling at me about was because of someone in the sales department. If your going to outright lie to this sonuvabitch let the rest of us know. Telling a guest that all reservations will be under the company name and then putting the reservation under the persons name is just another example of how the hotel just doesn’t communicate. WinPm reservations call for a persons last-name and first-name. There isn’t any place to put in or call up a reservation by company name.

So here I’m trying my damnedest to tell this cocksucker that he’s right and I’m wrong. Because that’s what you do right? You don’t argue with them. You take it on the chin and tell them that everything they say is the god honest truth. It just really pisses me off when I’m made to look like a goddamn idiot because someone else is telling this guest a fucking fairy tale. I understand we need business. I think there is a big difference in telling the guest he is right as apposed to out right lying to them. This sales person decided that keeping this old pricks business is so important that they had to lie to him to keep the old fuck happy. I think there is just so much of this ass kissing a person should do. And this sales person has done and gone far beyond the call of duty here. If the nose of this person isn’t permanently brown and has that constant smell of shit I’ll be surprised.

So this old guy who has already raised up a storm is going to go and bitch again to management. I’m sure this time he will be using me (the northerner) as one of his gripes. Because I’m such a rude nasty retarded sonuvabitch and the whole hotel is like that. I wish that at times like this I was able to record these kinds of nasty ass chewing’s just so that others can hear just how rude these assholes that I call customers really are. Of course it wouldn’t matter if I did have it recorded. The management of the hotel would sell their souls to the devil for business. I’m really expecting to get it for this one just because the hotel is so hard up for business.

And it couldn’t happen at a better time. Two weeks vacation and then some will be coming my way soon. So I’m going to assume that my ass is going to get fired for this and spend the next two weeks finding another job. Two weeks and I’m saying goodbye to that worthless shithole. My last day will be one for the record books. If by chance they don’t fire me for this shit I won’t be to hard on myself to stick to the two weeks deadline (a guys got to eat). But this is the last straw. This is it, it is all I can take. I have to get out of that place. As soon as I find a job I’m done. No notice. No going back. This time the bridge won’t be burnt. This time I’m going to blow the goddamn bridge up.

And I don’t have the slightest idea of what kind of job to look for. I do know for a fact of what kind of job I won’t look for. I’m even going to put together a resume, and I hate those things. This has been a long time coming. In a way I really need to thank that old cocksucker for this. One way or another because of him I’m going to get out of that hotel.

That old fuck from yesterday just came down. He didn’t seem to be as big a baby as he was yesterday. Maybe someone changed his depends and fed him those shitty cookies they make. The best part was that I was able to be the ignorant northern pain in the ass he ranted about yesterday so well.

His morning routine is to come and get a copy of the USA Today and read it in the lobby. The nice guys that deliver the papers have this bad habit (good in this case) to toss the bundle of papers out the window of their moving car and continue to speed on to their next destination. Usually I would go get the papers and bring them in. Today I let them sit out there. And the old redneck had to bring them in himself. Next when he asked for some scissors to cut open the bundle I informed him I had loaned them out last night and they had not been returned. I watched with glee as the old prick had to pull out a paper from the tight bundle of papers.

So the moral of this story is to do onto others as you would wish them do onto you. I’m going to make it my mission to be as big of an ignorant northern dolt as I can legally get away with when it comes to this piece of shit. I’m going make sure I am the pain in the ass this guy claims I am.

Can you tell I’m still just a little fucking angry? Something magical happened while I was looking at the calender that has something to do with my current state of mind. It’s almost the end of October. What’s the next month? Yes my beloved November! I think I will stretch out my remaining time until the 28th of November. And it will be the one time I will be more than happy to work on that day. What I will do that night will probably be borderline criminal. Which really is just payback for not being able to enjoy my last day when I got fired.