Looking at my previous entry (over a year ago--Yikes!) makes me chuckle as I sit down to write this entry. I was cruising along, confident in my position as top dog employee at the Gary Carter Express Inn, and then I showed up for work one day near the end of June 2013 to have the following conversation with my boss:
Boss: Mike, I have good news and bad news.
Me: Oh?
Boss: The bad news is I have to let you go. The good news is I set you up with another job.
Me: O-okay.
After a trip to BC to visit some relatives, my boss came home with a new employee, who I am pretty sure was one of said relatives. I had been training him for a couple days by this time. My boss said that he didn't want to let me go, but that he "had" to hire this new guy. Some BS about how his schedule was a lot more flexible than mine, and that the new guy could work the evening shift, and then sleep in the manager's room over night in case anyone needed him. I think that my boss's family pressured him into hiring this other guy. So I finished out the week at the Gary Carter, continuing to train the doofus who was replacing me, and then I was shipped down the block to the motel that I am currently working at. I guess I should think up a fake name for it...hmm...how about Albertas Worst Grammar Inn? Yeah, that'll work.
So, yeah, here I am. I don't have the same unchanging schedule that I enjoyed at Gary Carter. I work all over the place. It's different every week, and I work both the morning and evening shifts. Instead of the 7-3, 3-11, 11-7 cycle most hotels have, we are on a 6-2, 2-10, 10-6 cycle, so I have to wake up at an ungodly hour on the days that I work the morning shift.
