Brief Work Update

I got that promotion at work. I am now officially the assistant head of housekeeping.

I am conflicted about my new position. It was Michelle’s position. She is absolutely enraged. I feel for her and I understand her, more so because she’s bipolar. She has verbally attacked me, the general manager, the head of housekeeping, the owner, and the housekeeper who I work with most often.

Michelle was not doing her job properly. That is why I got the position. I’m told that I am the best housekeeper there. I have to believe that now that I’m checking rooms behind all of the housekeepers.

I am thrilled that in the two days that I’ve had this new position, the two housekeepers who I have been checking behind are already improving and missing less and less. Kathy used to deliberately slack off with the bathrooms because Michelle never properly checked behind her. She knows that I will check properly, so she is now trying harder. I’m proud of her for that. Her rooms are looking so much better.

Michelle is so angry about losing her position that she and I were not scheduled to work together until the end of the week. I feel bad for her, but I also know that had she been doing her job properly she would not have lost it. I did nothing to steal the position from her. Everyone knew that I didn’t “want” her to lose it. However, I have more appreciation and respect for my job and the entire business.

I know I’m stressed and conflicted because I had a dream about it last night. I feel a little more ready for it today. I received no training for this position, but today is my third day and I think I now know what I’m doing. So, I’m going to do my best to release this stress that I’ve been feeling. As for Michelle, I’ll see her on Saturday and hopefully we can work out the personal aspects of it all.

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Independence and Work

I know I’ve blogged a little about the joys of my new-found independence, but I feel the need to blog a bit more about it. 

 

It took so long for me to finally find some independence in my life. My mother, the hoarder, just basically set me up for failure in life. I don’t believe that she meant to. I really don’t think it was intentional. She just was, and still is somewhat, a very selfish person and she didn’t think about how all of her actions and the way she raised me would affect me throughout my life. 

I was never taught money management because my mother wanted to control everything. She used to take some of my money to save for me, but then she would spend it. She would tell me that that she was trying to help me save money, like a bank, but instead of actually helping me set up a bank account, she would just hold onto my money for me. Then it would be gone because she would need or want something and since she had my money, she would spend it. 

Being away from my mother and having control over my own finances has really been beneficial. I have stresses over money and affording everything, but I find that I am so much less stressed without her in my life. Now I know how much money I have and choose where it all goes and what it’s spent on. 

Just after I blogged about getting my bike fixed and not having to ask for rides, my bike broke again. If I believed in jinxes, I would say I jinxed myself, haha. On my way to work, my bike chain fell off and wrapped around my pedal rendering my bike completely immobile. I had to call my neighbor and ask her to pick me up. I called a coworker and asked him to let my boss know what was going on and why I would be late to work. My neighbor helped me get my bike back to the repair shop and they didn’t charge me to fix it. It’s not 100% fixed now, but it will last a little while if I’m careful with it. I get paid this week, so I can take it back to really get it fixed. The men at the repair shop are great about working with people financially, so they said that they will fix it as cheaply as possible for me. The sprocket is bad, so they’re going to get me a used sprocket that’s in good condition. My bike will be just fine soon, and it’s not too bad right now. 

I have the job at the hotel and the job helping take care of the elderly woman, who I would like to call Grandma. She is 92 years old and she just amazes me. I love her so much. The truth is, she may not be around much longer. I know my heart will break when she passes, so I’m grateful every day that I get to spend with her. I’m so very glad that I have this time to get to know her and have her in my life. I was called in to work there yesterday evening just for a little while. Her daughter, Ruthann, is the one who hired me. The person who was supposed to go there yesterday couldn’t go, so she called me. She was a little bit desperate and offered to pay me for a full hour just to come for a little while and help her with a couple things. When I got there, I told her that I don’t care how much she pays me because it’s not about the money. I live right down the street from her, which I love because she call me anytime if she needs something. She paid me for a full hour anyway. 

As far as jobs go, I need the money, but I don’t believe in doing anything for the money. I work at places that make me happy. I do things that I love. Housekeepers at the hotel will work extra hard to make a room look nice because they hope to get a tip. I don’t care about the tips and I don’t count on them. It’s very, very nice when someone does leave a tip, but that is never the reason I work hard to make my rooms look nice. When someone stays at a hotel, they are on vacation. They’re relaxing and having fun. It’s my job to make them feel as comfortable as possible. Hotel rooms are kind of a home away from home for people on vacation. They’re spending extra money to be comfortable and maybe even a little pampered. I enjoy pampering people a bit. When someone comes back from their day at the beach or wherever, I love knowing that they’re coming back to their beds nicely made, towels and coffees restocked, etc. When a guest approaches me and requests something extra, I love being able to give it to them. I love knowing that I’m making their vacation just a little bit nicer. I never, ever do it in hopes that they will tip me. 

Now, when I do get tips, I put that extra money aside or I spend it on something I need. I’m very content with the combination of my paychecks, the money from working for Ruthann, and the occasional tips. I’m hoping to sell some artwork soon and have that money coming in, too. I finally feel like I can make things work on my own. I’m proud of my ability to make and save money; to have that extra for things like my bike breaking down. 

I don’t have it all together yet. I don’t have all of bills (mainly the hospital ones) paid off yet. But I’m getting it all together and I’m doing fairly well for myself. I love this independence. 

Work

Yesterday, the head of housekeeping told me that she’s quitting.

I really like her, and I hate to see her go, but I admittedly saw this first and foremost as an opportunity. Is that wrong? I would love to have her position!

For the next couple weeks, I’m going to really buckle down and try to prove myself to the bosses. If I could be head of housekeeping, it would mean more work, more hours and better pay. It would also mean more control. I could actually put into place some of the changes I’d like to see at the hotel. I could eliminate some of the things I see wrong there, and improve the quality of cleanliness in the rooms.

It’s been driving me a bit crazy that I’m the only one who cleans thoroughly. I mean, they clean well enough, but not as thoroughly as I think they should. Certain housekeepers miss specific things that I do every time. Since I’ve had medical issues they’ve been placing me with other people to clean rooms. That’s great, except that I have to go behind whoever I’m working with and clean what they miss.

I had accepted that. What really gets to me is that I catch things that the head of housekeeping misses. She shouldn’t be missing anything. I know I’m a bit OCD, but still.

If I actually manage to get the position, I know the housekeepers are not going to like me. If they think the current head if housekeeping is tough, they definitely won’t like me. Good thing I’m not in it to make friends. The only thing that makes me sad is that Michelle wouldn’t like be anymore. She’s the assistant head of housekeeping and we were sort of becoming friends.

Honestly, I think Michelle would be the first one up for the position. So, it probably depends if she wants the position. I wouldn’t like her as head of housekeeping, but only because she has certain things going on in her life that would make it too hard for her to give that position the time and attention required.

I’m off to work now. I’m going to talk to the owner today if I get the chance, just to see if he’d be willing to consider me for the position.

Just a random post

I’m finally getting the 24 hour heart monitor today. I really hope it will show something. I had another episode at work yesterday and I couldn’t make it home on my bike. Daniel and Deven picked me up and drove me home.

Apparently one of the guests at the hotel where I work saw me last Monday when the ambulance came. He approached me yesterday while I was waiting for my ride and asked me what happened last week. He was very nice. He’s an Egyptian pilot. There’s a large group of Egyptian pilots who stay at the hotel for months at a time. I don’t exactly chat with the guests, but they’ve all been so nice whenever I do talk to them. There are a couple housekeepers who complain about the pilots and I don’t understand why at all. They’re friendly and polite every time I see them. Maybe a bit less interactive when we knock and wake them up, but no one likes being woken up.

I hate racism and judgement. One of the housekeepers gossips about everyone, which I can’t stand, and she complains to me that the pilots call the tissues napkins. So what? English is their second language. Give them a break. I hate it when people aren’t understanding with language barriers. It’s not like the pilots don’t speak English at all. It’s easy to figure out what they need.

I wish I was in a higher position at work just so I could make some changes there. The first change I’d make would be the attitude toward our guests. Most of the housekeepers are just fine with the guests, but there are a couple of them who are just rude. It’s not a housekeeper’s job to give an English lesson to our foreign guests. And you sure as hell don’t just walk up to a guest and rudely snap “Who are you?!” Whatever happened to “How may I help you?”

When I first started working there, I was offered the position of assistant head of housekeeping. I really wish I could have that position. I didn’t realize at the time that the position wasn’t open. They wanted me to take someone’s job- Michelle’s job. I love Michelle. She’s a great person and she does her job. She’s not perfect, but the main issues I’ve seen with her have only been on early school release days when she has to finish work early to go pick up her daughter. It’s not easy being a single parent. Michelle does her job and she’s good at it. I don’t want to take it from her. I’d really like to be head of housekeeping. I don’t think that will happen, though. The current head of housekeeping is wonderful and she’s not going anywhere. Who knows what the future holds, though!

I love working at the hotel. I like the position I’m in now, and I could see myself moving up as time goes on. I’ve been thinking about college a lot lately. I’m thinking I might be interested in going to college for business management. Years down the road I could see myself running a hotel. Since I’m friends with people in every position at this hotel, including the owners, I’ve found myself wanting to ask about the budget and financials because there are some repairs that need to be made and changes that could improve customer satisfaction. Things like that interest me greatly and I’d love to be in control of those aspects of the business.

Anyway, I’m off to the hospital now to get the monitor.