I’m loving my job, but boy is it cutting into my blog time!
I’m scheduled ten hours a day, and always in the tenth hour, something comes up that keeps me there another hour or two. Add to that a two hour commute, and you can see now that I have a good excuse.
It’s been a great first week (and a half). They’re breaking me in right. Surprise site visit, chaotic happy hour, housekeeping drama, employee walk-off, a leaky roof, and a fire alarm going off were some of my experiences while flying solo. My GM seems apologetic, but I’m happy to have it happening. What better way to learn? It all happens eventually, so best I figure out how to deal with it.
Besides being a bit EXHAUSTED, I’m loving it. It’s exactly what I expected – maybe more. The team has quickly accepted me, and already I feel like part of the family.
Probably my favorite day of the week, was when my old manager, M, came by to visit. He was the one who spear-headed my promotion. Without his initial phone calls to my new GM, exclaiming how awesome I am, I most likely would have been passed right over. And when I received the offer, M was the first one to congratulate me.
I was devastated, when on my last day, M wasn’t working. I had wanted to express my gratitude to him once again. Worse, we’d had a little disagreement the day before on how we should run breakfast for a particular group. And that’s how we’d parted ways.
I sent him a couple of long texts during my training days, and both of them went unanswered. I found myself in tears, wondering if he was ignoring me. I thought perhaps he was more upset than I realized over our minor disagreement.
On my first day in my new hotel, I sent him an email regarding hotel business. I was thrilled when he answered with a personal touch. He apologized for not reaching out to me sooner, and said he’d stop by soon.
That afternoon, he showed up in my office. I have never been so relieved. We hugged and tried to talk amongst the phones ringing, guests checking in, and employees needing help. We finally gave in to the chaos and agreed to meet for lunch sometime in a quieter environment.
Before he left, he brought out a huge picture frame. In it was a picture of me that he’d placed in front of a picture of my old hotel. The matt around it was signed by most everyone there – letting me know they missed me, and wishing me the best. Here, I thought he was mad at me, and instead, he was putting together a gift I will treasure forever.
My favorite was from the housekeeper who’d asked me to bake all those cakes for her daughter’s Quinceañera. “Congrats ShadowRun! You need to come back to plaza. I miss you. I’m proud for you, but for real I miss you coffee cupcakes.”
Everybody had such nice things to say. Even Salim, our favorite taxi driver, signed it.
I miss that hotel, and everyone there, more than they’ll know, but I am excited to go into work everyday at my new place.
Life is good.