Fuck me. I’m really trying to be a “team” player. But I’m doing really bad. I’m not a team player. It’s one of those fact things. Anyway here is what my “coach” had to say (and this is supposed to be a pep talk, I think):

I am the Coach of the Team, I would coach, teach and train all of you to make the TOUCHDOWN. YOU ARE THE ONE THAT IS GOING TO MAKE THE TOUCHDOWN. TOUCHDOWN TO ALL OF US MEANS A HAPPY AND SATISFIED GUEST.

“TOUCHDOWN TO ALL OF US…” Oh Jesus H. Christ. I have read this two page note (that among other things says we are switching brands) many times and I still don’t feel inspired to be one of the team.

“TOUCHDOWN TO ALL OF US…” does that sound foreign to you? Just wondering. If you could only see the insipid coach who wrote this dreck. Sorry that was a random thought.

“Coach” also has an ad in the paper for night auditors. This has my Grandma all shook up (Uh-Huh). Me? I don’t know how I feel. It’s not sending that team vibe to me.

Speaking of getting lots of team spirit (or the lack hereof) I got paid today. I had about 56 hours total and cleared 23,234.20 Pakistani rupees (Remember this isn’t something I’m supposed to talk about). I went with Pakistani rupees to be different. That means I make 542.13 Pakistani rupees a hour. Whoo! This neat Currency Conversion thing is fun.

So it seems “they” are sticking it to me. My hours have been cut. Instead of working four days at 10 hours a pop “they” have shaved a hour off of each day. So goodbye 40 hours a week and hello 36 hours a week. Not counting the week when I get three days, because of the rotation of days.

What can I do? Besides having my attitude problem flare up. I filed my claim to the Department Of Labor about not getting breaks. So I wait now to see what happens with that. I’m also going to check if I can get unemployment. Fuck “them”, those bastards can expect a lot more attitude from me.

So I get in to work tonight and I’m asked by a few people if I had turned in my two week notice to quit. First let me say this rumor wasn’t started by me. Ok? Not me. I’m serious here. This is one of those things I won’t kid about. At least not this time. Sure I’ve started this kind of rumor before. It’s a tactic. This time this is not something I won’t joke about. That is if I do give a two week notice.

I am looking for a job, I can’t deny that. This siege on the hotel by these new owners is something I can’t be a part of. They are liars. They don’t care about any of the employee’s at the hotel. These people will bring nothing good to the hotel. So far one person was let go. And a cook called in and told them he was done. So I expect more of these kinds of things to happen.

Final thing here. This is night 19. Payday was supposed to be on this Friday. But because of the shuffling of owners we will not get payed until Monday. What can you do?

So we had a meeting on the 17th. In this meeting one of the cowboy’s let the employee’s in on what had happened. At six in the morning on 12th we were no longer under the management of the Old Owners. The bank now owns us, with these cowboy fucks managing.

The cowboy that is here did a little speech in which he told us about the wonderful company in which we all work. His speech and the questions he answered were nothing but empty bullshit filled rhetoric.

He then asked al the employee’s to stand up to introduce themselves and to promise to give good service. Everyone of them pussy managers (and peons) stood up and told this fuck what he wanted to hear. When it came my turn I stood up and told him my name and said “I won’t promise anything. I will do my job.” That’s all I can do. We all have our good days and our bad days. I do my job. No more, no less.

The managers are all running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It’s amazing how this kind of thing can light a fire under their asses. It is funny to note that the GM was fired just a few days later. And the GM was one of those who boisterously promised good service. This new company are bigger fucks than the previous ones.

So as of six this morning we are under new management. I already covered this. It’s great that we have new owners. To the old owners I have a few things I would like to say.

You are all fucks. From the owner herself down to the various presidents, vice presidents, and any other management type. You all have your heads up your collective asses. You couldn’t manage your way out of a wet paper bag.

I will never forget when you bastards fired me. I do thank you for doing that. I have learned much since November 28th 1998. I have met and talked with many lawyers who have told me about the law. I have even had conversations with the fine folks from the ACLU. All though the ACLU contacted me to late, it was very informative talking to them.

To me you have violated my constitutional rights in a way that I find unforgivable. Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can not talk about in public. Whether it be on or off the internet. The First Amendment is one of the most important freedoms we as a people sometime take for granted. The idea of it is even more important after the horrible attack on us by the terrorists on Tuesday. The idea that just because you were offended by what I said is just to bad. Its unfortunate that opinions are covered under these laws.

In the future I will follow what happens to you as a company. I wish great misfortune on all of you. It all takes time but when you get yours I will hear about it. So once again I say you all can go fuck yourselves. Thank you very much.

Since the hotel I work at is now mentioned three times on the cowboy’s website (here, here, and here) I decided to make a statement on how I feel about them. Just so I’m clear on this.

I think it is great that such a wonderful company is coming in to manage our hotel. It is a breath of fresh air. Knowing that this company will bring success to the hotel fills me with joy.

And despite what you may have read elsewhere, I have no problem with the new management. Any references you have read with me making reference to the phrase steers and queers, well disregard all that. We all know what comes from Texas. Wonderful management companies, ok? Not steers and queers.

I have mentioned the hotel getting sold a few times. First here and then here. I had a hard time finding the guys that are buying us on the Internet. I was given the website address of the prospective buyers by a person who did not want to be named. If you have the chance go see the guy’s from Texas website.

Before I comment on the cowboy’s website. Let me say I am no expert on this stuff. I have a small artistic background. I think I have some artistic common sense (I don’t know what else to call it). And I don’t think my site is perfect.

With that having been said, the cowboy’s website is the most pathetic site I have seen. These boys from Texas are supposed to be a fancy hotel management company. I expected something more professional. It looks like a kid did it. Seriously go take a look. The music the pages play, well it makes me want to smash out my speakers and maybe run them over with my car just for good measure.

It doesn’t say much about their company. I’m worried about these fucks from Texas now.