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severity_softly10! 10! 10! Yaaaaaaybigfuckingdeal... (*cough* I started writing this yesterday, so deal with it.)
So I am even MORE frustrated with my job than I have been lately. The owners bought a new hotel and took one of our desk clerks over there, which I don't care about, but they also took our head of housekeeping. We have another housekeeper that's been here since this place opened, knows the property backwards and forwards, and does the head housekeeper's job on her days off. And management hired someone new to take over the head housekeeper position. I am pissed, partly on behalf of the girl (woman, really) that stayed, but also because if she doesn't get promoted after 15+ years, how the hell am I supposed to believe that I will ever get promoted? C, the new front desk manager, keeps talking about how I'll get promoted if I stick around, and the new GM has been asking me quite often how I think things are going, or how the staff meetings went, and that was giving me hope... but I feel like I'm being strung along at this point. What am I supposed to believe? What I'm told or what I SEE? Seeing is believing, right? Heh.
Also, stuff with writing for the other blog fell through. Got an email from the girl I know that people she was sending their way weren't getting emails back and she wanted to see if I had. I hadn't so I told her that and emailed the other editor again. Saturday I asked the girl I know if I should try again, and got this response: "I checked back with C and the impression I got was that she wasn't interested in bringing you on board." C never even talked to me. I don't know if she even read my stuff at TTC. And that SUCKS. I know that rejection is part of this writing thing, but I had an in this time, and they didn't so much as chat with me. I'm annoyed. And yes, a little insecure now. *sigh*
Maybe I'm too conversational in my reviews and it comes off as unprofessional. I can't decide if I should look at changing my style, or if I should just say "fuck it, this is how I like to write, and someone will just have to appreciate that instead of changing myself."
Also, I got called a bitch who gets off on hurting other people Saturday. I think some people mistake direct and to the point with being a mega bitch, especially when the direct and to the point statement one makes is a truth the other person doesn't want to hear. Meh. Fuck 'em. My guess is that these people are about 15. Or maybe 20-something going on 15.
I don’t mean to trivialize John Lennon’s birthday, but it’s got me thinking about the “Lennon” of my generation. Kurt Cobain would have been 43 this year. Fucking insane, and I can’t imagine it, even if I have no trouble picturing Lennon at 70. Maybe because Cobain chose to end his life, and Lennon did not. Lennon would have made it. Cobain was a tragic character. Still, it hurts my heart. Maybe I empathize too much with the dumbass, bipolar addict.
Btw, internetz, why is it so freaking hard to get the nutritional info on a Krispy Kreme donut? What the heck is the difference between a “glazed donut” and an “original glazed donut”, and how the hell are they 60 calories different? What’s the difference between “original glazed donut” and “original glazed”? Not far off in calories, but quite a bit different in carbs! (Not that I’m doing low carb, but still.) And yes, I know, there is really nothing nutritious in donuts, but if I count them just as I would anything else, I can eat bad stuff in moderation.
Speaking of weight loss, I lost 5 pounds last week while sitting on my ass. How, you ask? I’ve been sick. Got some kind of head cold and I’m just now getting over it. Not sure if it did something wonky to my metabolism or what, but I'm sure I'll gain it all back this week, damn it. Stoopid body. It's being an asshole, and we're not on speaking terms at the moment. I was feeling like I was getting in sort of decent shape (endurance-wise). The husband and I were getting up early to go to the gym before work some days, and I've been doing spin and zumba classes. But it's been a week since I've been now, and my body isn't gonna feel up to shit when I go back. I'm wondering how soon I should try to push it and go back. I should probably wait until eating with my mouth closed doesn't threaten to suffocate me, though.
Also, I've been watching Running Wilde and LOVING it. And I got to interview Will Arnett last week!
So I am even MORE frustrated with my job than I have been lately. The owners bought a new hotel and took one of our desk clerks over there, which I don't care about, but they also took our head of housekeeping. We have another housekeeper that's been here since this place opened, knows the property backwards and forwards, and does the head housekeeper's job on her days off. And management hired someone new to take over the head housekeeper position. I am pissed, partly on behalf of the girl (woman, really) that stayed, but also because if she doesn't get promoted after 15+ years, how the hell am I supposed to believe that I will ever get promoted? C, the new front desk manager, keeps talking about how I'll get promoted if I stick around, and the new GM has been asking me quite often how I think things are going, or how the staff meetings went, and that was giving me hope... but I feel like I'm being strung along at this point. What am I supposed to believe? What I'm told or what I SEE? Seeing is believing, right? Heh.
Also, stuff with writing for the other blog fell through. Got an email from the girl I know that people she was sending their way weren't getting emails back and she wanted to see if I had. I hadn't so I told her that and emailed the other editor again. Saturday I asked the girl I know if I should try again, and got this response: "I checked back with C and the impression I got was that she wasn't interested in bringing you on board." C never even talked to me. I don't know if she even read my stuff at TTC. And that SUCKS. I know that rejection is part of this writing thing, but I had an in this time, and they didn't so much as chat with me. I'm annoyed. And yes, a little insecure now. *sigh*
Maybe I'm too conversational in my reviews and it comes off as unprofessional. I can't decide if I should look at changing my style, or if I should just say "fuck it, this is how I like to write, and someone will just have to appreciate that instead of changing myself."
Also, I got called a bitch who gets off on hurting other people Saturday. I think some people mistake direct and to the point with being a mega bitch, especially when the direct and to the point statement one makes is a truth the other person doesn't want to hear. Meh. Fuck 'em. My guess is that these people are about 15. Or maybe 20-something going on 15.
I don’t mean to trivialize John Lennon’s birthday, but it’s got me thinking about the “Lennon” of my generation. Kurt Cobain would have been 43 this year. Fucking insane, and I can’t imagine it, even if I have no trouble picturing Lennon at 70. Maybe because Cobain chose to end his life, and Lennon did not. Lennon would have made it. Cobain was a tragic character. Still, it hurts my heart. Maybe I empathize too much with the dumbass, bipolar addict.
Btw, internetz, why is it so freaking hard to get the nutritional info on a Krispy Kreme donut? What the heck is the difference between a “glazed donut” and an “original glazed donut”, and how the hell are they 60 calories different? What’s the difference between “original glazed donut” and “original glazed”? Not far off in calories, but quite a bit different in carbs! (Not that I’m doing low carb, but still.) And yes, I know, there is really nothing nutritious in donuts, but if I count them just as I would anything else, I can eat bad stuff in moderation.
Speaking of weight loss, I lost 5 pounds last week while sitting on my ass. How, you ask? I’ve been sick. Got some kind of head cold and I’m just now getting over it. Not sure if it did something wonky to my metabolism or what, but I'm sure I'll gain it all back this week, damn it. Stoopid body. It's being an asshole, and we're not on speaking terms at the moment. I was feeling like I was getting in sort of decent shape (endurance-wise). The husband and I were getting up early to go to the gym before work some days, and I've been doing spin and zumba classes. But it's been a week since I've been now, and my body isn't gonna feel up to shit when I go back. I'm wondering how soon I should try to push it and go back. I should probably wait until eating with my mouth closed doesn't threaten to suffocate me, though.
Also, I've been watching Running Wilde and LOVING it. And I got to interview Will Arnett last week!
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Date: 2010-10-11 04:14 pm (UTC)Oy, I know all about reacting emotionally when its not personal. Say no more.