Monday January 9th 2006

	Vacation Day 1 8:48 am-Turk Comments (1) Screens Permalink (No Ratings Yet) So this is the start of my vacation officially as I requested it. Once again the sheriff took it upon himself to give me something other than I asked for. Nice of him, but not what I requested. Makes me wonder if this is his idea of kissing my ass so I’ll be the helpful employee. Because that won’t ever happen without a raise and back pay. So far I spent the morning of the first day of my vacation playing City of Villains with Gawain. We both made it to level 26 and I have six pets now. Here are some screenshots of the highlight of this morning: The last two pics show the mission we were on. We happened to both lag out of the goddamn thing as we were trying to kill the arch villain that had just killed us moments before. So close. It was decided that breakfast was in order and we would try again at lunch time. What a vacation!
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Friday December 16th 2005

	Fuck You 8:25 am-Turk Comments (3) Bad Hotel Permalink (1 votes, avg: 5.00 out of 5) Check your watches people. By my watch it happens to be 7:45. Now I’m scheduled until 7:00. I’ve written on this subject before. This will be an exercise in futility, but it keeps me from killing anyone. At 6:55 the morning idiot calls to tell me she is on her way. No fucking big surprise here. This chick is always late. She’s one of those people that you could say would be late to their own funeral. So I wasn’t all that shocked when she called back at about 7:05 letting me know she was running late. Then at about 7:15 she called again telling me she wasn’t coming in. She also wanted me to call the boss and let him know she wasn’t coming in. I’m the only one who knows that the person not coming in is the one who calls the boss to let him know. Of course I have common fucking sense most of the time. I let her know she has to call the boss. And that was the last I heard of it. The idiot desk clerk doesn’t have the sense of fucking decency to call me back to let me know what’s going on. The boss (if she called him) doesn’t have the god damn brains to call me either if he was going to drag his ass in to work like he should if one of his workers calls in. So I’m still here at work. Writing this. And now it is 7:57 and I wonder what the fuck I’m still doing here. Funny shit someone just called in wanting to know if the idiot was in yet. I responded “if she was here you wouldn’t be fucking talking to me” and then promptly hung the phone up. Now it’s fucking 8:00. I’m noticing things that piss me off now. The morning bellman for instance. What a tool. This guy doesn’t wear a tie. Every fucking guy here at the desk (and bellman) wear a tie. But not this guy. I want to ask where his tie is and tell him to fucking put it on. I know what the guy is going to say too. It’s to hot to wear a tie. Well fuck you buddy. The guy who was bellman when this tard was still in diapers wore a fucking tie. And he didn’t complain one fucking bit. Jesus I want to kill people. Honestly I’m fairly pissed off. I make 8.75 a god damn hour. I shouldn’t have to deal with this kind of shit. Fucking cocksuckers. I’m now hoping other job opportunities come up. Because it’s just one thing after another. Give me a fucking raise you stupid bastards and maybe I would “do it for the team” like a good employee should. But as it is I would just as soon sell these sons of bitches to slave traders than have to look at them if I could. Now I’m home and it’s 8:25 and I’ve cooled down a little. I still think (with the exception of two people) the entire front desk crew are a bunch of fucking morons. My dog has left more viable candidates for working at the front desk coiled up in a steaming pile on the lawn. That includes this so called boss of mine the Sheriff. I’m at home now not because the people that should have come in finally arrived. I’m at home for the simple fact that one of the good employee’s in that back office filled with even more tools came in at 8:00. She is the only one back there that knows what she’s doing. And I wish that she would have some luck in getting out of this shithole. That place doesn’t deserve the good employee’s it has. And they are lucky that they do have those nice people. Because when all the nice and good people have left they will be stuck with me. And believe me that’s the last thing management wants to happen whether then know it yet or not. I can’t wait for that day. Because then those fucks will have to deal with the biggest prick at that hotel. Me!
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Thursday December 15th 2005

	Respect 12:47 am-Turk Comments (0) Bad Hotel Permalink (No Ratings Yet) It’s funny the things I hear from the employee’s that are not trying to dig their head up the managers ass. I hear about low morale and I hear about a general disdain for their workplace. It’s really a shame of what this hotel has become. As the title suggests this post is about respect, or the lack of it. Respect is something that goes both ways. What is respect exactly? Just so we all are clear on the matter. Wikipedia says: Respect is the objective, unbiased consideration and regard for the rights, values, beliefs and property of all people. Now I’m a firm believer that respect is something that is earned. It’s not something that can be given away freely. At the hotel I’m of the opinion that my respect is not something I give out with the other party really deserving it. Respect for others will override my mercenary attitude when it all comes down to it. This is something few people understand. My boss (the sheriff) doesn’t seem to understand any of this. The other person that does audit has had her vacation approved. Now this in it’s self does not bother me. She’s a good worker and has earned the vacation time. Now me I can’t use the vacation time I’ve earned because theres no one to work the two extra days I need off to have a weeks vacation. God forbid I want to use the full two weeks. It’s even worse how much the sheriff bends his back for the one employee in particular. That person gets every day they ask off for approved. And once again I can’t have my vacation time? It’s all a bunch of shit. It’s funny really this subject. The other auditor works weekends, every friday and saturday. When she goes on vacation guess who’s working on friday and saturday? That’s right not me. I don’t really care who works the audit when I’m not there. I don’t give two flying fucks. But it’s not going to be me. And it all comes down to respect. The Sheriff will be working. I also hear that the sheriff is afraid of me. Which partly explains why the coward won’t even ask me to work those days when the other auditor is on vacation. It just goes to show what kind of guy the sheriff really is. While I like to rant and rave here on the web there is also my mercenary mentality. I’m all up for overtime. But you got to ask me. And I won’t make it easy either. I shouldn’t have to do all the leg work for a guy. It’s about time the sheriff starts actually acting like a manager. He doesn’t know it but him working third shift for the other auditor will give him his “wings”. It’s not much I admit, seeing how every real front desk manager the hotel has had was able to work shifts for their employee’s. In this time and place one has to lower their expectations of the management the hotel gets. But it will be the first managerial thing he’s done that I will approve of. And believe me acting like a pussy isn’t going to earn you any respect from me. I can’t stand cowards. Grow a fucking pair and starting getting some respect.
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Tuesday November 22nd 2005

	Prelude 5:42 am-Turk Comments (0) Bad Hotel Permalink (No Ratings Yet) I’ve come up with some new ideas on how to get a raise out of these asshole at the hotel. It was really thanks to this last bit of “management” from the Sheriff. I’m getting the idea that the guy doesn’t want to work the third shift. Either he doesn’t know how to do the audit or he’s not mad about the third shift. Now of course being the front desk manager he certainly knows how to do the audit right? So if the other lady can’t/won’t work and the supposed front desk manager won’t/can’t work the natural solution is to have me work? Shit I can’t even get a vacation, does this guy really think I’m going to cooperate and fill in for shifts that are not mine? Let make it really simple for you. I work Sunday to Thursday. That is it. I only ask for one day off every year. I don’t ask for raises. I just expect that I get my one day off with no problems. I also expect that I’m allowed to use this vacation time I’m supposedly given. So here it is. The idea. I’m willing to work extra days for a raise. I’ll come in when I’m not scheduled for more money. In fact if they really expect me to give them two weeks notice for when I quit (maybe one day) they need to give me a raise. And I want back pay all the way to the last time I got a raise. Those are the terms of my proposal. Not that it really matters. But so were clear I won’t work anything other than Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I don’t work on Friday or Saturday. The Sheriff can be a dick and schedule me on those day. But I will not come in. Monday the 28th if I’m scheduled after I’ve asked for this day off I’ll be disappointed. Even though I have stated previously that I would be off that day whether I was scheduled or not I will come into work if he does not give me my day off. I just want it made clear that there will be no favors. I will not help out in any way when asked. Vague threats that mean nothing to no one but me I’m sure. But when the day comes and the Sheriff needs an extra hand he can forget it. This is just a prelude to things to come. I’m not going to talk more about it here. I’ve set myself up for disappointment before and I won’t do it again. I’m pretty much committed to getting fired or getting a new job. The hotel can keep me. But they will have to pay through the nose to get me to be a team player. What are the odds I can get fired again on the 28th? Honestly the time has come. My time and place with this hotel has come and gone. Those fools can continue to destroy the hotel, they will just have to do it without me.
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Friday November 18th 2005

	Would I, Could I? 12:04 am-Turk Comments (0) Bad Hotel Permalink (No Ratings Yet) Comedy gold tonight folks. Here is a note from the Sheriff: Turk, *** may have a family emergency tomorrow night. Would/could you work tomorrow if she picks up one of your shifts? Please let me know, The Sheriff Honestly do I really need to answer this? Right after reading it the first thing that came to mind is to reply Dr. Seuss style: Would I, could I, work for her? I would not, could not, work for her. And that’s all I could muster. It’s hard writing like Seuss. The thing is the employee with the possible family emergency already knows what my answer is. I’m sure the Sheriff has been told what my answer will be. The answer is no. With the way things are currently the Sheriff is lucky I work the days he schedules me. Except I’m not going to let him know, unless you consider this post my letting him know. He can call me and ask if he wants. I’ll still tell him no. He’s working 3pm-11pm tomorrow night. I’m afraid that does not sway me into feeling sorry for him. He can work 3pm to 7am. That’s his job. It’s not my job.
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Friday November 4th 2005

	Never Learn 2:30 am-Turk Comments (0) Bad Hotel Permalink (No Ratings Yet) I’m laughing my ass off and I’m at work. The incompetent management has decided not to pay MSI and after a few faxes attempting to get payment they have stopped supporting WinPM at our hotel. So if anything goes wrong you can just say good night. It’s all over. Until the cheap fucks that are the owners of this miserable hotel decides to pay their bill. It’s funny really because I saw the first fax when it came over through. I brought it up to the Sheriff. I tried to stress how important it is to have MSI Support. This was in early October mind you. So the hotel was warned. Pay or no more support. The Sheriff should know how important it is to have support. What if something really bad happens with the computers? Which tonight all it was is that I couldn’t finish the reports that usually spit out after the audit is done. Big whoop. But it illustrates my point. I called support and they could not help me reprint the reports. Not that I really give a shit. Those reports don’t make or break my job. It’s management that need them. It’s just the general idea. I was really hoping for something nasty to happen. But this will serve my purposes. Do these people think this is anyway to run a business? When you owe someone over two grand I think you have problems. And I wonder if the same thing were to happen to them if they would feel differently? Sure they would. These cheap fuckers want their money. They just don’t want to pay the bills. They want their cake and to eat it to. And god only knows how many other companies this hotel owes money. It will just continue on this way. These “owners” will never learn. It’s a sad thing really.
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Friday October 28th 2005

	Good Morning 5:24 am-Turk Comments (0) Bad Hotel Permalink (No Ratings Yet) The lengths I’ll go to fuck with somebody. Honestly I have issues. But I just can’t forgive. I’m mistreated and there is no making up for it. This old guy who I’m making it my mission for fuck with checks out today. I’m wondering just what kind of loud rude obnoxious bullshit I’ll get to listen to today? I’m proud to say the USA Todays are sitting out front still. I had to carry them back once after the morning cook brought them in. Then just a little later I had to step outside to make sure the nice old lady in housekeeping didn’t bring them in like she does. I’ve got my bitch to fetch the papers for me. It’s just that this old prick doesn’t now he’s my paper fetching bitch yet. It’s also a shame that the scissors are still borrowed out. It’s just these little things that make my day. I’m also toying with the idea of emailing/calling the home office of this crappy cookie place to let them know what an old fucking asshole they have representing them up here in the north. Not that it would do any good. It’s just the basic idea of it all that bothers me even now. I’ve always hated that kind of customer. The kind that thinks his seven to eight rooms makes him the sole contributor to keep this hotel running. Or that since he works for Crappy Cookie Inc that I should get down on my hands and knees and bow to him. I’ve seen people like this guy come and go in my time at the hotel. The sad fact of the matter is that this guy and his company and his overall business lumps him in the category of small fries. It’s just the current state of this hotel that we have to cater to this kind of asshole. It used to be when this kind of asshole bitched you out it kinda really mattered because they had over 100 rooms a month (at the very least). And now we jump through hoops for some asshole and his eight rooms? It’s just a sad state of affairs. But why am I complaining? It’s because of this asshole and the way the hotel is currently run that I’ve got motivation to get the fuck out of dodge. Leaving the poor little Sheriff to fend for himself. November 28th people will be my last day. Granted a lot can happen between now and then. But I’m going to do my damnedest to get out of here. One way or another.
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