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The job is fine, it's the co-workers I can't fucking stand...
Monday, June 18, 2007 @ 6:28 AM
Yesterday morning, my replacement was HALF AN HOUR LATE. I was stuck at the hotel for half an hour. I have as hard a time getting out of bed as anyone, but it is simply unacceptable to be late when people are waiting on you. As it is, I am ratting her out to the boss man as soon as I see him, and if it happens again, I will put the smack down on that bitch.
Last night was back to back pandemonium. Five late check-ins including a guest who insisted that we check her in immediately, despite the fact that her reservation was at another hotel. A missing report. A co-worker who was unable to answer any of my questions, and who did not lend a hand when I was an hour late setting up breakfast place settings. I might as well have been working the shift alone, he was so completely unhelpful. Talk about the blind leading the blind. This was the blind public school casualty leading the blind and mathematically challenged And he kept telling me, "Don't worry," but honestly, when people tell me that kind of shit, it just makes me freak out more. I want people to recognize and understand my panic, not patronize me. Is that so much to ask?
I feel very high strung now about working the shift alone on Friday. I don't have any more training scheduled between now and then, but I left a note for boss man to call me, so I could ask him some questions (mostly about the tax exemption report) and maybe schedule a little more training, perhaps during a more high guest traffic kind of shift, so that I could get a little practice with front desk procedures, between now and Friday. I want someone who actually knows how to run the front desk to show me how to run the front desk, not someone who barely has more experience than I do.
It was a long night. I need a shower and some sleep. But the 56 hour training week is finally over, and hopefully, I can settle into a more reasonable part time schedule.
Oh, and here are some of the side effects of working the night shift:
1.) When leaving work in the morning, you say, "See you tomorrow," when you really mean, "See you later tonight."
2.) When you wake up, you don't know whether to eat breakfast or dinner.
3.) You have no idea what day of the week it is at any given moment. You never know if it's yesterday or tomorrow.
4.) There is nothing good on TV while you're awake. While you're awake, the only thing to watch is paid programming and sometimes, if you're lucky, Nick at Nite.
5.) You never get to talk to anyone. You're sleeping while they're calling you, and you can't call them during your down time at work, because it's four in the morning and you can't risk waking them up. By the time you get off work, your friends are definitely asleep. By the time they're awake, you're sleeping. Your only hope is e-mail.
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