I would catch up but like I can't. I had the worst work day (ever) in quite some time. at any company, including that time waiting tables where this revolting drunkard (I was newly sober) businessman like showed me his watch. He asked if I liked it, and I was like, "Well it's large. Surprising number of gems I guess. Sure." This progressed to "Do you like nice things?" To "Would you care to like trade me certain favors for nice things." It was really sloooowwww though. Super creepy. So like, uh, I went to my manager and was like, "The guy who just drank 10 gin and tonics just asked to buy me stuff in exchange for my... Well, you know. I need someone else to take that table." The manager was like, "Too bad Anna he's a businessman just freaking.... he's use to no, go back and finish." I was not happy. Same guy came back with his WIFE and FAMILY and KID for dinner one evening. Same manager. I was like, "No, seriously if I was drunk too I could get through it but I am SOBER now I can't and the guy was all "DO YOUR JOB" Hitler. It was so mortifying I ended up tipping like one of those large "all the entrees at once" trays all over the guy. Not on purpose the guy, but like I'm glad it wasn't the SPOUSE or the KID. The guy was all like "OH NO NO don't even worry" like all accommodating. I never saw him after that. I mean how ELSE was he gonna be right? I mean I could have said at any moment "So your husband offered me gifts for my ah, time," only I don't think I could do that to some other woman out with her 8 year old.
So.... Today I went in bright and early and like took the BLS Heart Certification Course and they had all these high tech mannequins attached to like the computer and it timed you precisely to to the second and 1/100th of an inch and I could do it all except the dang 2 person rotation CPR because it was a giant pain in the rear. Being stubborn I couldn't just be "I should stop" I mean past a certain point CPR gets harder, not easier, but it was like dumb stuff like "Switch in 5 seconds" I mean you have to HURL the ventilator from you pretty much. So I was shedding clothing and panting and I sort of ran upstairs like that and informed my largest group yet (9 dudes) they better not die or anything because I was like unable to perform like 2 person CPR and I could shout "GET THE AED!!" but they'd have to treat it like a treasure hunt like, since I had no idea where the nearest one was.
Being as how they've all used drugs/ETOH of one sort or another and/or in active, evil combat they were totally unfazed by this. It was a nice group, really only improvable had I not forgotten to switch out my snus from the AED. That and the REALLY painful zit on my chin.
I passed at lunch--small victories.
So I had been stating to the "persons in charge" of this "really over technologized" THING that I have been supposed to be able to do, only I was getting like these error messages OR NO messages mainly NONE no matter what I was doing and I have been begging for help for like WEEKS. They kept telling me it was me, and to like read more training resources and I am like "THERE IS NO CONSISTENT error I could be making to cause this."
I pressed my case again today and it led to one of those 5 hour string of like...emails. Where everyone is. Where at least I was ah, vindicated, but a series of error SO BASIC were made (with a lie tossed in here or there) and well, the front desk is going to be the thing that does me in. I can either demand to schedule for myself, or go through this hell like every month until the ...-whupping wears off, because frankly, I'm not... I am gonna take screenshots. I am also going to ask about VERY specific time frames because then I stayed til 5 due to frekaing.... front desk staff SUDDENLY completing my ah, 11 am request which take oh 1 minute to complete.
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