So I was going to password protect the last entry. I did for about 2 hours. I took it down even for another few hours. And then I said fuck it. The damage has been done already. If they fire me I’m going to move in with Gawain and his awesome Wife (a Firefly fan!). See as it turns out the wireless internet is coming back. So that makes me a happy employee. I’m not so crazy about getting fired again. As long as I have a good isp to use I’m content.

Although it should be mentioned they still suck. You know when you check into a hotel and the desk clerk swipes your credit card? We can do that. But there will be no authorization done. So in effect we have no idea if a credit card is good or not. We are flying blind. Can you guess why we don’t get authorizations? That’s right. No pay, no play. The credit card authorization company switched us off yesterday. How did I find out this? The fine young foolish lady who works at MSI told me so. Talk about a case of need to know information. Next time honey hold that shit for the fucking manager/sheriff/head of operations type guy ok?

That also means I will be delaying the “My Boss Is A Pussy” t-shirt design. I had even come up with a nifty graphic and all that jazz. In the meantime feel free to buy my old boring t-shirt.

Yesterday morning was a little different. Same general structure of course. I want to leave on time and the idiot is of course late. The curve ball comes once the idiot gets to the hotel. I was baffled for a minute. Mind you that it’s at least 5 after 7 and I usually peel out of here once I see the idiot walk towards the front doors of the hotel.

The odd thing that happened was that after the idiot punched in (I checked) they left the front desk area. I was of course very baffled. Even confused. There was a guest walking to the desk around the time this happened. Now I waited about 20 seconds before I punched out and left. As I walked outside to my car I was told hello by a guest I had checked in the night before. I watched as the poor bastard went in to the lobby and stood behind the guest already waiting.

Now there are a fews things I could have done. As it is I got in my car and left. Last raise was how long ago? I don’t fucking care about the place once I’m off the clock. Shit I don’t give a fuck about the place when I’m on the clock for that matter. Give me a raise every year (I hear that happens at other local hotels) and I would wait for the idiot. I would help the guests. But as it stands everyone has to fend for themselves. Me, the idiot, and the guest. The guest really have it the worst. At least I’m payed to be at the hotel. I feel sorry for these poor bastards that have to pay the hotel to be there.

I’m hearing some things and I of course wanted to touch on them here. The idiot numero uno is still constantly late. Late as defined by me being not getting your lazy ass into work at the time scheduled. If it say 7 am well get your dumb ass in so that when you punch in it is on or before 7 am. I understand being late a few times. I’m late now and then. So I guess I’m idiot number 3? Well not just yet.

Today the idiot displayed a behavior I’ve heard about before. At 3 the idiot expects to go home. Yeah that means you better not be late for the second shift. Because that there would be wrong. Today I hear that the idiot was not going to balance their shift. The simple process of a few key presses in the computer. How is it this continues? How is it this idiot can expect to leave work at the correct time? Yet it’s to much to ask to arrive at the correct time? Questions that needed to be answered by the sheriff.

Not directly related to the sheriff you may notice the new poll over on the sidebar. It asks the simple question “Is Your Boss a Pussy?” It’s a yes or no choice.

Is Your Boss a Pussy?

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It of course does relate to the coming of the website Mybossisapussy.com, which will be coming soon. We plan on offering a few fine products. Top being the My Boss Is A Pussy t-shirt. And maybe if the creative juices flow correctly we can have a I Work With Idiots t-shirt as well. Pricing will be fair. Transactions and shirts will be handled by the fine folks at CafePress.

You know it’s getting to the point that I wish I could just tell all of you that I make all of this nonsenses up regarding the hotel. I really wish I could. And I often think to myself that the place can’t get any worse. Only to find that even before the thought can clear my mind that it has indeed gotten worse.

Today for example. Pay periods at the shithole end on every 15th and last day of the month. So on those days whomever is working the audit has to pull the timecards and replace the old ones with new. Pretty simple right? Timecards are left out at the desk for the auditors. Once the last person punches out (other than the auditor) you pull all the time cards and put them in the back for the “accounting” people. Then of course you put the new timecards out. Very simple process.

So what happens when you don’t have new timecards? Well in the past it was a simple mistake and there have been these spares that you use to show new people how to punch in. Well there are no spare and there are no new ones. I’ve looked all over this goddamn shithole of a hotel for these timecards and I can’t find them. Thank the gods I can still use my old one to punch out with. It makes you wonder why exactly there are no new timecards for me to put out?

Let me tell you a story. There once was a nice lady who worked in back and she made sure that things in the back office ran the way they should. She was responsible for payroll (because the hotels accounting department is staffed with idiots) and getting me the new timecards. She quit is the happy ending to this story. She was able to find a place that wanted to give her raises. A place that treats good employees the way they should be treated. With respect.

So all the place has in the back office is the sheriff of operations. Oh jesus we are all fucked! No one is getting payed ever again! Our lives are in the hands of someone who can not even run the front desk the way it should be ran. Run for the fucking hills people! About the only good this sheriff has done (as I see it) is be the inspiration for MyBossIsAPussy.com (shameless plug) and thats not saying much is it?

I’m going to enjoy this morning as I try to explain to the employees of this hotel why they can’t punch in. Well I’m not really going to explain a goddamn thing to anyone. Everyone is on their own. This place keeps getting worse. I know that every time I say “it can’t get worse” that it does. I shudder to think what tomorrow brings.

I think I just got my first death threat. Some asshole just called the hotel and left me with a warning to watch my back. I can’t exactly remember the whole thing because I was so intimidated by his weasel like sounding voice. I do remember the last bit though. The part that was the threat. The “you better watch your back” part.

You are a very dumb fucker you realize that? You call a place of business that happens to record the phone conversations and you threaten one of it’s employees? You realize that that (unlike you) I can use a process of elimination to figure out who it was that called. I’m sure that some random fucking hillbilly sounding yokel will find out the hotel I work at and call to threaten me for shits and giggles. I’m going to even guess that you happen to be related to one of the idiots.

So with that being said I’ll take my chances with you. You know where I work asshole come on down. But you know your really beneath me. What are you prepared to do? You prepared to kill me or just kick the shit out of me? Be a man. Fact of the matter is I’ve already called the cops and talked to them. I’m prepared to fight for my beliefs, are you?

I think things are now officially out of whack at the hotel. As if it was normal at some point with the stupid shit the sheriff allows the idiot to get away with. Last week the sheriff took a week (or more) off. The sheriff does not return to work (hah) until this coming Wednesday. Now get this. His excuse was that he was sick. That the hotel was making him sick. He had a doctors excuse to go along with this limp dick reasoning of his. Do I need to say it? Yeah lets. What a pussy.

For fucks sake. I’ve worked at that shithole for a decade plus change. I’ve seen a lot (and I mean a lot) of managers come and go. The sheriff of operations has got to be in my opinion the worst of the whole fucking lot. To use that kind of bullshit excuse. Jesus what a fucking pussy. It’s like official now My Boss Is A Pussy (plug time) huh? Honestly the piece of shit that hired this guy should be strung up and tarred and feathered. The sheriff has brought about the most chaotic time the hotel has ever experienced.

A desk clerk did the schedule for this upcoming week? Is that fucked up? The sheriff couldn’t bother to do the fucking schedule. Jesus I dislike this sheriff more and more I hear about the shit he gets away with. Hello you Owner people! Wake the fuck up! What the fuck are you paying this guy for? He doesn’t do his job. Desk clerks do his job. Desk clerks take shifts he should work. Desk clerks now do the schedule that he should do. At what point do you decide that just maybe this guy isn’t worth the money your paying him?

It’s a sad state of affairs at the hotel. And it doesn’t look like it’s going to change. Under this current owner/management I see little hope for the place. I often say it can’t get any worse. I’m always proven wrong though as it gets worse. But on the flip side it can be restated that it now is official that my boss is a pussy.

On Monday the 27th of February in the Year of Our Lord 2006 the idiot punched in at 6:59 am. This is a very note worthy event, one that needs to be documented. For I have had an epiphany and Jesus himself came before me in the form of a mouse. Oh thank you lord for this miracle!

One has to start to question the divine when such forces of nature like the idiot show up early. Even if it is just one minute early. This is all I have ever wanted. I’ve tried many tactics to get this point to hit home with the idiot. Writing about it here on my website. Which later rewarded me with a limp dicked half-assed threating phone call. After that I switched to Plan B. Which was even simpler and it is what I should have done all along.

At 7:00 am I punch out and I leave the hotel. I don’t care if the idiot is there or not. My schedule clearly states that I work 11:00 pm to 7:00 am. I go by the time clock here at work. Which is now only two minutes ahead of real time. I honestly don’t see it being to unreasonable to ask that people come in on time. Especially when your given a head start. But it matters not.

No one in management even knew I was doing this. No one told me to stop. No one asked me why I was leaving when no one was here to replace me. I had to inform those clueless chuckleheads on just what exactly I was doing. It’s funny how you tell the right person and you get some results. Although I am getting ahead of myself.

It is yet to be seen if this miracle repeats its self this morning. This could all be for naught. Perhaps if Our Lord Jesus appears again tonight I will know that it is the miracle I suspect it to be. Jesus incidentally appears here at the hotel as a mouse. Which in retrospect it probably is just a mouse and not the Lord and Savior.

Either way I have decided to name the mouse Jesus. If it starts shitting all over behind the front desk I may have to do like the romans. But I’m quite positive that Jesus will be with the hotel for awhile. I can count on that better than any hope that the idiot continues to come in on time or early.