The first fresh post in 48 hours................
Do hope nobody went into withdrawal not having the latest daily account of moi's life

Not all that cold out but still a very wintry day here and I am into it

.Cloudy with flurrys creating tres atmosphere

.Had a hearty run ,I did a little over 5 miles and feel invincible . Dressed wintry too.........black turtleneck, jean skirt and brown
pantyhose .Will wear Karin's cowboy boots later,when I tryed them on with the outfit earlier they wudn't fit with my right foot not being able to go all the way in . Right away neurotic moi got worryed her foot had grown overnite ( maybe some new disease from Africa ?) but it hadn't ,phew ! .The problem was a ankle sock of Karin's stuck in the toe . One little real life crisis was solved !
Saturday nite at work was interesting .Nothing major happened and there was none of the madhouse atmosphere like there can be on weekdays ( especially fridays) but still intriguing nite.I think since it had all the basics of me being a manager and some of the things my job involves . Part of it was the feeling inside me that I am a manager who has to keep up standards starting with myself ................eeeck ! But still don't want to be some robot or one of those people who live for the company and forget to be human .Also that as a manager you have to deal effectively with all kinds of people and I do mean all kinds

Including some you'd like to bury neck deep in the ground and run over with a grain reaper

.But happily it always seems to be more either good or at least interesting people , which is something I have always loved about the bar /hotel business.
Coming in got out of my street clothes and into the company's navy blue skirt suit uniform . As a manager I can wear my own clothes but usually don't .Mainly since I don't want to spend all my pay on new clothes as I have seen many many managers both male & female do

. Wud rather have the cash then make DILLARDS ( a big clothes store chain ) richer then it is . For the most part think wearing a uniform helps me since it automatically designates me as a employee with my name tag clearly saying M L .......ASSISTANT GENERAL MANAGER .

Not all that different from a cop or soldier or even comic book superhero putting on there uniform . Also helps put me in the right frame of mind to hit the floor , as the old saying goes ' Clothes make the man ' or in my case ' Clothes make the hillbilly the manager '

. Often when I stand there in the locker room inspecting myself in the mirror I suddenly feel more mature & responsible then I actually am as if I had just taken meds to make me somebody like Captain Kirk or better yet Captain Janeway on STAR TREK

. I still don't like wearing heels ( imagine being on your feet in them for 10 hours a day

) but there's no choice since they round out the uniform .The uniform too always reminds me I am the boss and have to act like one , have to be responsible and focused & can't have fun and tease like when I worked in the bar

/:lol: .And you better act the right away since everyone both looking to you to get the job done as well as to snitch if you don't .Starting with your fellow managers and jealous subordinates . .My individualism only comes thru mainly wearing
stockings instead of
pantyhose ( they do add fun and give me a boost of self -confidence ) and (

) most fun of when it's warmer every few weeks not wearing undies...............

No sooner was I on the floor then in the people business

Ed the very metro sexual high strung busy body ass't front desk manager called me over to tell ma they had a complaint weird Norm in the bar was lecturing customers about how the UNITED NATIONS is building a city inside the center of the earth and Ed wanted something done about ASAP . I looked over the notes and said I'd get on it but couldn't right then since had to go with the engineers to check out a report the plaster was falling from the ceiling of one of the upper floors. 30 minutes later when I came back down to the lobby the bellman tells me Ed and my sworn enemy Barb Stuart a ass't concierge were gossiping I wasn't going to do anything about weird Norm since we had bartended together .Fat chance, he is THE worst bartenders I ever worked with

. Oh well at least Barb wasn't lying like she''s done so much of in the past about me and others saying I wud ignore weird Norm being the fool since we were doing something like sleeping together

Fate took a hand though ,Suzanne called from the GIFT SHOP and she told me a guest was just in complaining weird Norm was also talking about the city in the middle of the planet and also the illuminati . SOOOOOOOOOOOOO moi went up to the bar and told weird Norm no more talk about citys inside earth or the illuminati .He got defensive saying he was only talking and if he didn't the people wud complain he wasn't being friendly .In the best calm and balanced manager way I could do agreed but again told him not to talk about those things or anything like them anymore and just nod in agreement at whatever the customers said ............he didn't like it but happy to say there were no more complaints about his paranoid babbling the rest of the nite

.I let Ed know the problem was settled too but skipped telling Barb

.I have to get along with him but telling her wud be like she's my boss or equal and besides she'd twist anything I said to be suiting her purposes.
Had to bite my lip dealing with Shevron the new executive chef ..............what a asshole & ego manic

.He and his ice princess gf a Asian woman named Faye whose totally committed to style and acting better then everyone else even to the point of seeming bored being around lowly humans along with another chef were looking around the soon to close gourmet restaurant with Shevron crowing about how he got the general manager to replace it with a Nouvelle American cuisine restaurant and how he not the Food & Beverage manager( who up until his marital problems was a close friend of mine ) wud have control over it .

Then like a king gave me his car keys ( naturally a huge upper end SUV ) and told me to have the bellman or someone from security bring it around to the front door . His gf the colder then cold Faye looked positively excited at seeing him act that way . Moi didn't know what to do but in the end wimped out and gave the keys to the bellman . Next time I'll tell him I have something else to do ...........He tip ed the bellman a huge $2.
But as annoying as all that was had a wonderful time meeting a pair of newly weds from the base . Neither could have been over 20 and bursting with pride and happyness about having gotten married that morning

. Don't think either of them had ever stayed in as nice a hotel too. I really liked there excitement and happyness

Had to admire her ring that she was gushing about although it was small and probably only 20 carats

. It got serious though when I noticed he had the Iraq ribbon on his uniform . So young and inexperienced but he'd already Ben off tow war . had me thinking they sure deserved to enjoy as s much happyness as they can since he's been to Hell and will likely be going back and being a soldier's wife is rough . Soooooooooooooo even though they were underage moi sent a bottle of champagne up to them and also a gift card for the mega buffet breakfast in the morning .Siobhan called me a old softie and kissed me on the cheek with Derrick in security hugging me for doing that . Hope they have a long and wonderful life together ...............................

More fun too talking with a older but very youthful couple from Nevada in town for a wedding . Both in there e70's and real live wires types . I walked in on them and security Derrick talking .Despite being in there 70's they were still committed to life . There energy was really impressive.Even though they'd done left NYC 50 years go both still had accents from there which was cute . Those yankees can sure sound funny but you can never laff at them

Good lord they do enough of that at us .

The wife Edie had over dyed black hair and was dressed to be seen , in a long red dress with all sorts of gold jewelry .But even though she may have dressed for attention she ws no phony but a down home person who didn't just talk about herself but tryed to get a god conversation going with others. She's been a dancer at althe big casinos working with the likes of Frank Sinatra , Tony Bennett ,and Ann-Margaret and someone who she raved about named Carol Lawrence . After she got older did a few other things eventually becoming a front desk manager at a big hotel in Lake Tahoe .Her husband Sid was in a tux with a Nehru shirt and diamond on instead of a tie . He was real nice too. had been a singer but then moved in actual g.ambling being a croupier then pit boss.He didn't refer to other men in the same way guys do around here ...............calling them a 'beautiful man ' and 'a real sweetheart of a guy , and a ' gorgeous gorgeous human being '
Some amazing storys about Vegas

.I followed Derricks lead since he is older and has been to Vegas while I haven't . Goodness me , all these things about g.amblers ,gangsters. show girls , and famous people . If just half of what they said was true you could have a whole tv series about Vegas over the years

It was all juicier and more fun then the actual tv show VEGAS ever was .

Edie was there when Frank Sinatra ( or Frank as she called him ) drove a golf cart thru a sliding door restaurant for fun

. Also once when a no doubt high Ann-Margaret and Sammy Davis Jr . threw themselves into some dirty dancing with all the other dancers clearing the floor to watch them in awe as they danced /made love ..............

I can just see them .

Sid added some storys like having Wayne Newton at his table gamble away tens of thousands of dollars and at the end just walk away laffing as if it didn't make any difference ( I wud have been headed to desert to shrivel up and die losing that kind of bank

) along with watching Joan Rivers walk thu the slot machine area sticking her fingers in every machine she passed just in case someone left a chip behind

.They were both talking how in the early 1960's for a cover and a meal around $ 5-10 you could see all on the same stage the entire Rat pack of Frank Sinatra ,Sammy Davis Jr. and Dean Martin

They left Vegas when the kids started coming for a more sedate life In Lake Tahoe which is a mini Vegas . Derrick asked about the mafia moving out of Vegas and they both laffed , Sid saying the mob never really left

.
Hope they come back .

The nite ended with security nabbing Candy my favorite hooker in the lobby . She gets picked up so much at the hotel she's on a friendly first name basis with the entire security staff who'll even sometime bring her coffee and food from the employee cafeteria

.I could ahve her arrested but like her myself , if she wasn't a coyote I'd probably even ask her to come out with us drinking . And she's also never gotten nasty like some of those other women who steel from johns and guests .Candy was in a good mood saturday ...............only had 2 johns who paid large she said . She also looked normal for a streetwalker too, no garish clothes but instead a black turtleneck and red mini with black boots . Friendly to me ,says nobody not even her mack has seen Rio the other hooker who said she'd kill me around lately .Then like a teacher wanting to get something out of you when you were a kid in a straight face says to me " Tasha ya'll have her ass whacked ? "I laffed and fort he jillionth time told her I was never Tasha and no I didn't have her whacked . By then she was laffing as were Derick and The Rev in security .................
For every one's info I was NEVER a hooker who called herself Tasha ..............NEVER

Although even now I am also beginning to think it's funny .
At work tonite in the navy blue pant suit uniform and black heels

Alive in spite of myself and looking at the world .........