THE SLAUGHTER .................They announced friday 6 managers & 2 chefs will be going . None were fired but transferred , even though a few of them should have been canned a while back for being bad at there jobs and /or the crappy way they treated us hourlys ........
There was a cold as ice atmosphere when I got in friday afternoon . Everyone looked grim as hell with all the firing and hollering & crying going on around them . Two just fired women were crying outside of Personal and in the locker room heard one younger woman whose a waitress at the family restaurant actually enraged her friend got fired .She had a mouth like my sister Lori and while I do understand said she should calm down or she'll be fired next .All she did was glare and start in on me asking in a angry way if I thought this was fair , moi let it drop . She wanted to fight and you didn't want that and you have to worry in this atmosphere someone may say I was complaining with her and I'm fired. A older Mexican woman crying about being knocked down to pt status but ignored me when I tryed helping her.............
Right out the door of the locker room as when I got called into the office to be grilled by that vile metrosexual and mega bungler Grandville along with my boss and onetime pretend Big Brother Brendan and then the general manager . Grandville talking in circles as if I was a trouble maker or complainer ........ two things that wud get you fired anytime but I figured especially that day . With This pregnant look on his face as if he expected me to confess to knowing bin laden or something Grandville asking " Are you happy in your job ?" , " Do you feel like you are part of a team ? ", and " Are you committed to the corporation and it's high standards of excellence ".? It started to really get to me like I was in some police basement being interrogated with a big lite in my face with some jocko macho asshole nearby about to beat on me with a phone book if the answer wasn't right ....................
Moi was overwhelmed...........that bullying cockbut Grandville is asking all these open ended questions and the others including someone I used to love are just staring at me . I bet mafia hits have more warmth to them .Moi felt overwhelmed and scared , my body language said it all . My legs had been crossed but my right leg began to jump so I put both feet on the floor . Only to start fighting around in my chair
Just as it seemed we were getting deeper or I was about to be fired they got a call about a just fired employee in the kitchen going nuts throwing pots /pans /meat cleavers at everyone and had to run . But as he left his sublime holyness the general manager told me how he heard I had been working as MOD and to get into another uniform and take over again tonite .....................strange ! But it fit in with a bizarre day at work .
MOD OF HELL ................You'd think being acting boss wud incline they weren't getting rid of me but thats not so . The company uses people left and right for it's own purposes. If they need a MOD then I wud do , tomorrow or monday when they think they can do without me it's adios Daisy May .
During the whole shift I was nervous with a bad stomach . At one point feeling like I had a huge hot rock burning inside my stomach . It didn't help that my first real act as MOD was directing these paramedics up to the kitchen to take what was left of the kitchen guy who had gone on the nut away to the e-room .He had jumped on the security and cops which meant he got a automatic beating . As they rolled him out had to lie to some guests how he had just fallen down ................
For most of my shift knew the general manager and that Grandville thing were around . I could even see them watching me from the banquet room floor too as if I was about to make a huge mistake or was some type of animal in the zoo. Later The Rev in security told me they were asking him how I've done as MOD and if security has had trouble with me
Although about to blow up all nite still tryed to do the best job possible . Partly for self defense, didn't want to give anyone ammunition against me and also out of pride . I used to be proud of being able to get over , now get satisfied from doing the job whatever it is. Tryed smiling too, it's a requirement in this business that ironically can be so f*cking cruel to people in it .
The only ' nice thing ' about work and even that was clouded up by the trouble & pressure was hearing how bad Barb Stuart did as acting MOD and they'll never use her again as acting MOD again .
Was happy the shift ended and being no dummy had security walk me to my car and took a round about way home .Wud hate to be the victim of workplace violence ! Back home drank & worryed till 4AM ...............good lord I don't want to have to be out looking for work again and we do have a mortgage !
SATURDAY NITE AND SUNDAY MORNING ..................Bartended last nite .Wore the black cocktail waitress dress we all like so much for probably the last time . Also skipped undies ................just a cream colored garter belt and nude seamed stockings underneath . Sort of my way to say good -bye to the dress that been so much fun working in for almost 2 years now . Should I steal one when I get booted this week ?
Despite the dress and the naughty draft between my legs work was a chore. The hotel seemed like a giant graveyard and positively creepy to be at .Hardly anyone around and Bob in security told me they had more trouble that day earlier when they think some just fired people came in and plugged up the public toilets in the lobby and on the banquet room floor. You can't blame 'em for being mad but it doesn't hurt management only the little people like in House Keeping and Engineering who have to clean the mess up .
Things went from bad to worse when Rafael the head bartender called me from home saying he was going . He wasn't fired but his glass replacement business is doing so good now he can aford to do it full time , will only be bartending pt on week-ends .will miss him but am happy for him .It's good one of us has escaped the hotel . But moi was gripped by worry since when he told me there bringing in a sharpie named Mitch to be the new head bartender a job which by seniority & experience should go to me .....................
So what could you do ? Worked a big wedding reception with Cassady doing my best . 250 people .............ahhh ! She's very smug about making the cut , acting like she's too special or vital to ever be let go . But knowing OCD /panic attack victim Cassady she was a bigger nervous wreck then anyone else yesterday
At the end of the reception feeling I probably won't be around next week broke the rules skipping using the freight elevator to take the regular guest elevator from the banquet floor to the lobby . Then for whats got to be the last time took off my shoes and like a little girl slid across the marble floor as if it was ice. I even laffed when doing it . Cassady all the time just looking at me as if I was crazy ...............
Looking back this AM what a way to end 6 years with the corporation ............
Off to work later at private thing at the coutnry club then who knows what .No doubt more anxiety and drinking ................
Today in a black short sleeve mock turtleneck top and distressed jean mini . At work the white blouse, Kelly green jumper dress, with nude thigh tops and brown flats .












)and when we came out seeing all the smiles the rest of the staff suddenly got friendly to me . The world really is full of snakes .
. She's great with the customers and already knows how to make many drinks . The only thing I could figure is because she's out there or actually more to the point really in your face about being gay and a life of the party type . Even moi was more subtle then that ..............