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The Victorians are going to be making an appearance in jolly 'ol LA this October for our annual Gay Times Getaway.
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This is the much antisipated Drunken Rob Blog.
Tonight was so much more awkward than I could have ever dreamt up. Went to Nathan and Scotty's for some drinky fun and played headbands after watching the William Shattner Roast. Wow, they hate and love him.
Went to the bar. THE bar. You know. And my best friend and his entourage was there. How do you completely ignore what two weeks ago was your best friend. You swallow back your tears princess and you get on with it, thats how. Easy to type (then wipe the tears off the keyboard) but very different in practice.
Did I make the right choice? Am I putting my pride infront of what was a great friendship? Am I building mountans out of molehills? No answers to any of these questions. Seriously. I am numb and raw at the same time. How do you cry over a choice you made for yourself.
I have made some awsome friends beside and through this person. Do I just give them all up as well as I am certainly the weaker choice? Or do I fight and turn what was intended to be a quiet bowing out into a gorey drama battle. Well obviously there is no way to battle out as I am the weaker friend and have too much (way too much) history with this person to ever hope that dragging out a drama battle would be to anyones good.
It is not like that anyway. As spiteful as I am on the outside, and a littel inside too, there is no way I can slander what, again, two weeks ago was my best friend.
How does a martyr stand all alone. Is that what I am? Is that what I have made myself believe what I am? Cause I seem to be the only one hurting here. Written off, forgotten, cast aside. But by my own doing. Did I have another choice? I think I did. But did I want to take it? Again?Current Mood:  I guess Current Music: The Sound Of My Tears On The Keyboard |
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Feb. 21st, 2007 @ 05:06 pm
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I QUIT!!Current Mood:  high Current Music: Aphrodisiac - Bow Wow Wow |
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Gemini: (22 May-21 June)
Hold your horses – are you sure you want to take that path? Options are always your freedom, and you’re either bombarded with choices or stuck between a rock and a hard place with only one way out. Don’t get forced to decide anything. Your planet Mercury is moving backwards, making you feel like you’re slipping back into old ways when all you want is to progress. So be it – three step forwards, two steps back. Review current career goals and determine if you can climb any higher and how to go about doing so. You can’t stay where you are. Your mission is to speak out when others are too scared to, and to stand your ground when the chain of command shifts. Face it – you’re so flexible you can handle anything, so why worry about where you have to go now. Swim with the tide – it’s about to change so don’t resist it or you could miss the paradise island and end up washed up, looking a wreck.
Thank you Neil D. ParisCurrent Mood: impressed Current Music: Gurgle of the Fish Tank |
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What is worse, that she managed to send me into a red-faced, blinding, shaking fury within 15 minutes of me showing up to work, or that I let her do it to me.
I am at a loss of words for how angry I am. She joked loudly with Terry about writing me up for being late for work when it is his incompetance with writing a schedule that was the reason for me being late in the first place. She said this to him loud enough for my benifit then, it was pointed out to me after, that she had a lovely huge smile on her face while saying it. This is humour for her. I am just baffled. OH and now we are not allowed to turn the air conditioning on at all. It is 26 degrees in here right now. Imaging working, sorry scratch that, imagine sitting doing absolutely nothing in an office that is 26 degrees. FUCK ME.
This was said to Michael loud enough I would hear it as well.
Not sure if it was a joke or just a jab. Either way, sick bitch. That cow needs a carbolic enema.Current Mood: Furious Current Music: the pounding of my temples |
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We got the condo. Our counter offer was accepted. March 30 is move in day.
I have been stuck in the house since Sunday due to a stomach bug. I would really like to be able to leave. Not necessarily to go to work tho.
Work, HA. Kevin quit last week. Emery was let go over the weekend. Monica left due to the fact that Kevin left. Jennifer walked out on Monday due to the fact that a certain boss-lady is a loon. And Tim is lookin to leave after being treated like a sweaty pack horse workin many many shifts for me and Bryce as we both have the nasty assed flu. Oh, Bryce is lookin for a job that will actually give him some shifts.
Me? Hmmmm. I am in such a limbo place. Work, home, health. I know I should work the laws of attraction, but right now I don't have the energy to blink more than a few times in an hour. I would much rather leave things to end up where they lay right now.
Jan. 30th, 2007 @ 10:31 pm
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| » Havin fun in my Universe |
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I was just doin the dishes and my mind was wandering about this and that. You know, random thought passing in and out. Your aware of some and others are just wandering.
Well, for the most part I was thinking about work, as I usually do, and as I was putting a plate away in the cupboard I saw the mug my brother brought back from Scotland for me. Funny this, cause at the time I was all like "wow, cheap gift when you were in Scotland for two weeks" but then I thought about how many gifts I brought back from LA for my family. Right.
So, this mug has been in my closet for about a year. I notice it now and then, but it is a mug. It has some lame joke on the side "to the best receptionist" with receptionist spelled a variety of wrong ways and crossed out then ending with the word secretary. I know I know, there is a point coming.
As I am trying to work out the latest that has gone on at the office I see the mug. Printed in very small letters up the side, just under the handle is "It's only a job". I almost dropped the plate. A smile and single tear later and I was moving on with the next plate.
I am opening myself to the universe's ways of reminding me what I need to move on. I feel and send out gratitude.
Jan. 12th, 2007 @ 05:58 pm
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I am assimilating the lessons I am learning throught "The Secret" (www.thesecret.tv)
It is an easy yet strenuous project. Something I am making fun instead of a chore.
Basically everything I Think and Feel about, I bring into my life. Lets look at work for example. I have, as you may know from previous posts, let the negative aspects of my job consume me. I thank my parents who pointed this out to me using that word. Consume. Something about that word has wormed its way into my brain and I can't seem to let it go. I am realizing that as hard as I tried to keep Dee from getting under my skin, the easier it was for her to do just that. I had attracted every bad day, every snide remark, every angry feeling. I had done this by reacting to it by saying, "That Bitch! She is so mean! How dare she.....", I was attracting more of it.
The not really new, just renovated Rob, is coming to terms with the fact that I am pretty fantastic. I do a really great job. Dee is nothing to me in the grand scheme of my life. I am Writer, Director and Editor of My life, not her nor anyone else. Not that I am not grateful for the lessons about the industry I have learned nor the lessons about myself. I have a whole new level of understanding for my threshold for anger and injustice. I am a very popular person among my fellow staff. People look up to me and I look on the level back at them. We are a fantastic team that can withstand any emotional hurricane.
I am proud of myself. I am proud of my coworkers. I am grateful I have a job in the first place.
This is the thought process that has been lacking for the last 2 and a half years. I now must thank The Secret and blogging for my self discovery. I am grateful for my job. I am grateful I have seen one way to manage, not neccissarily the correct way, but a way none the less. I have learned and will move on.
Dec. 31st, 2006 @ 08:25 am
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I have been watching The Secret a lot and am trying do hard to put it into practice. My life is generally pretty good. Well, by global standards, my life is freakin awsome. I really should have no complaints. But, as anyone who knows me at all, I LOVE to complain. Some people have actually expressed they enjoy a good "Rob freakout".
That being said, I want to turn it around. I am monitoring my thought processes. What do I want and how am I going to achieve it. Set goals and master them.
Now, THAT being said, I still have to come into work. The bitch makes it so hard to want to feel good about yourself. After telling me we are not going to Rendezvous, after telling me we were going when I Canada's West was yanked from my grasp, and then seeing I was in a bit of a snit, asked Kevin to contact Rendezvous and have my signup info removed from their site. I aparently cannot be trusted with having a username and password to a website for a trade show we are not having anything to do with.
I'm lost right now. Sorry, someone explain to me please?
Good thing I already shredded the folders with my username in them, which you need in order to change to a new one. Giggle. Maybe I should sign us up now then.
Dec. 18th, 2006 @ 06:35 pm
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So I had a shit filled day yesterday. It seems before I went into work, Dee was a raging cow to Kevin (the hotel Assistant Manager, whom Dee begged for the last year to come back to the hotel) and Jenn (my co worker on the desk, the only person I completely trust).
At 1pm Jenn phoned me in hysterics, sobbing on the phone cause she "just can't take it anymore".
When I got there at 2:30 she had already put in her two weeks notice. Then the fireworks happened.
*Back Story
Early last week sometime, Dee confronted Kevin and told him some staff are concerned that he is spending too much time with Jennifer at work and that it certainly looks like they are too friendly towards each other. Well, Kevin was pissed and decided to ask every staff person about this to test the validity. Everyone was WTF cause there is not a freakin chance they are doing anything at all. Kevin felt Jenn should know that this is going around about her and she was raging that Dee could think such a thing AND not have the decency to ask her about it. This is on top of telling people that Jenn is not to go on another sales trip cause shes a tramp. She met a guy in the gay bar in Seattle when we were there early this year. She is still sorta dating him. That is not a tramp. That is damn good timing.
So, yesterday Jenn leaves the office just before 3 crying, hides out in the staff room for about 20 minutes later a staff person tells me Jenn wants to see Kevin, so I tell Kevin and he goes back there. Terry , one of the other managers, the kiss ass manager, overhears this and runs into Dee's office and tells her there is a situation. She has the balls to go back there as well. Bad move Deidre. Instead of asking Jenninfer, she looks at Kevin and asks if there is a problem. When she does acknowledge Jenn, Dee says "I understand you tell everyone that I am mean to you and make you retype all your letters" and Jenn replies, screaming, "I do not, not like you telling every one I am sleepig with kevin!" Seems Dee's eyes bugged out a bit at this point.
Just before Dee leaves the two of them in the staff room she says, "Kevin, the housekeeprs are going to be coming through in a minute and I don't want them to get the wrong idea."
This woman is off her fuckin nut. Round the bend. Doo-lolley.
Terrified to see what is coming my way.
Dec. 11th, 2006 @ 11:30 pm
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DEE STORY!!!! Well not so much Dee as general work bashing story.
So Jadis (Dee) sent Kevin (assistant Manager) and Alison (useless boob of a human being who has nothing to do with the hotel what so ever) to Banff Springs Hotel for Canada's West Marketplace. Biggie tourism tradeshow. Anyways, I'm over feeling bad about not going, I am happy I didn't go.
First off, Kevin got stuck at the airport here for the day, then flew out 12 hours after he was supposed to. Came to a skidding, sliding halt on the frozen tarmac in Calgary to find that his airport shuttle had left for Banff without him. Transfer the reservation from one Fairmont to another and he is in Calgary for the night. EARLY the next morning he gets a shuttle from Fairmont 2 to Fairmont 1.
This is where it gets good.
Now, the hotel paid for two delegates going. No one paid attention to the fact that we did not pay for two delegates to be on the floor at the same time. Meaning either Kevin OR Alison go in and have meetings with the travel professionals but not both. The Really funny part is that Alison does not know ANYTHING about the hotel. There is not a hope in hell that she could sit for 10-15 inutes and sell our property to people that know nothing about us. So, Kevin now has to do ALL the meetings this week, and there are like 50 of them, while Alison sits in the delegates lounge with the laptop.
This is where it gets even better.
Kevin persuaded Dee to rent a laptop, even though I have been mentioning for the last two years that we need one. The purpose it to showcase photos instead of just handing over a brochure. Seeing as we paid for Alison to go over there, and she can't go into onto the sales floor, Kevin suggested she go in the Delegates lounge and when he has his meetings he will send the tour operators (when they have time) to visit Alison and look over the pics.
HAHAHAHA Priceless. What an absolute waste of money ALL AROUND. Waste of time and effort for everyone involved. I, thankfully, removed my touch completely when I was told that I was not to be going. If I'm not going then why the hell would I want to do the work for someone else.
Giggle.
Nov. 29th, 2006 @ 11:35 am
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Technically it is a blizzard. There is snow all over everything. The wind has pushed it into every nook and cranny. Yeah I'm an old woman.
I have never seen snow like this. I have been trying to convince Bryce, the new guy from Banff, that this does not happen here, especially in November.
Bah, it is even stuck to the walls.
Nov. 26th, 2006 @ 12:20 pm
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Not only have my projects been taken away from me and now being handled by other people, but now I am supposed to do their work for them. Not fuckin likely.
So poppets, remember Canadas West Marketplace? Well, it is a massive trade show for Western Canadian hotels and attractions to meet with and schmooze with travel agencies and tour operators from all over the planet that want to send business into Western Canada. Think Rendezvous but smaller. I was the representative going. I was the one who after 2 years of convincing Deidre (who shall henceforth be referred to as Jadis) to sign us up for it as this is a fantastic opportunity to get our name out there on the global scene. AND because from Rendezvous I had already made contacts and have brought us in quite a lot of business.
Anyways, it has been decided that other people need the experience with trade shows and I am not going. Jadis, in her infinite ignorance, is sending Alison (the battle-axe I went to the East Coast with in September) to sit down with these professionals and stare blankly at seeing as she knows nothing current about the hotel. Also going is Kevin, the Assistant Manager. Um, correct me here, but I see no reason either of these people need experience in trade shows. This is not a class, this is a business. If I am the one that already has the experience, then should I not be the one going? The company is spending a lot of money to send representatives in the first place, should they not be able to represent the property well and bring in business making spending all that money worth it??
Jadis also told Kevin, just after telling me I’m not going, to get me to fill him in on what he needs to know about going. Her words, “Make sure you talk to Rob cause he knows everything you need to know about going, he knows what you need to expect.” THEN SEND ME BITCH
Instead, and this is good, I will probably be sent wandering through Washington State visiting random seniors centers from mountains to ocean and bringing them the good word. “We have a buffet on Sundays.” “Seniors rates for groups in winter.” SEND THEM A FREAKIN BROCHURE, NOT ME!! I have no desire WHAT SO EVER in going on this trip. This is an unsolicited training mission. I do not like old people. I do not like driving in the winter in the mountains on unfamiliar American highways. I do not see the purpose to this project at this late date in the year. We are at the doorstep of winter, wiping our feet on the doormat and she wants me to take my shoes off and run in the snow.
Oct. 29th, 2006 @ 04:52 pm
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denny says:
say hi to him for me..
Rob - I know my place says:
why bother
denny says:
or is he still in HATE DENNY MODEÉ
Rob - I know my place says:
he doesn't hate you he has just written you off
denny says:
ok .. fine
Rob - I know my place says:
you have faded into the background
become a happy memory
denny says:
thats right.. cause thats what friends are for... right ... gee.. victoria sure helped you 2 out... i thank you for at least .. trying with me ... take care... sorry i was such a burddon on your guys life...
Rob - I know my place says:
you self absorbed smacked out fuck
how dare you pull that shit with me, when i have seen you take your fabulous life and piss all over it and STILL tried to be there for you in any way that made some kind of sense to me
denny of old is gone and dead and this...THING....left in his place sickens me, but I hold onto the hope that one day, ONE DAY he will come back.
that he will realize that it is not god or the universe or the neighbour or even chalium that fucked up his life but him
Denny M Romyn
Denny fucked up Denny
trent isn't strong enough to hold onto the memory of you, the hope that you will return one day
i am not sure if i am strong enough
i do know that i am not strong enough to completely walk away
not sure if that is a strength or a weakness but there it is
so how dare you try and make me feel guilty for being honest with you
HOW DARE YOU
expecially when I think I am the one and only TRUE friend you have left on this planet
when you pick up the shattered peices of you pathetic life, who will forgive you and say well done
when you grow up and take care of yourself as a grown up human being
Oct. 24th, 2006 @ 08:54 pm
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I leave for my whirlwind tour of Ontario today. I won't actually get there until 7:41pm. Fabu.
Looking forward to all of it. Excited and a little scared as well. Gets the blood flowing (even if it is 530am)
Will report of any interestings from my travels. Wish me luck.
Sep. 24th, 2006 @ 05:34 am
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I am gonna be sorry for this tomorrow.
Going to the bar. Ya thats right. Been how long?? omg don't even know.
And I am eating a burger from 7/11. Eeeeesh. Terrible thing is it tastes quite good.
Which one am I gonna feel more at 6am when I wake for work....?
Aug. 18th, 2006 @ 11:33 pm
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What a boring fucking evening. Thank god for my palm or I would be going completely bonkers. Well moreso.
So far I have played 26 games of solitair. Now I am just Freezing to death as Satan's Mother decided to leave the air conditioning at 65 degrees. Hell can freeze over.
The reason this is a problem is that Tuesday she decided in her wine soaked wisdom to install a lock-box over the A\C switch. Twice a day we can "request" a temperature change. You can kiss my ass lady if you think I am going to ask to not freeze or broil. Next thing will be asking to go to the bathroom. Not bloody likely.
In other news, did not get the Delta job. They had somebody internal apply at the last minute.
Jun. 15th, 2006 @ 11:06 am
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I know you all think I am crazy with these fun work stories but, trust me, even I couldn'r make this shit up.
Came into work today and she has a lock-box over the air conditioning switch. K, we have like 12 computers ina tiny office and it gets freakin warm in there so we turn on the A/C. Now we have nothing.
She is going to put up a request sheet so that twice a day we can have the lock-box opened and adjusted.
Seriously.
Jun. 13th, 2006 @ 03:19 pm
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| » THE Birthday |
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Ya it didn't have Smash or Mando but it was still THE birthday I have been waiting for. I had my very first surprise birthday. And it went seamlessly.
Trent gave nothing away, in fact the choice of restaurant seemed to be mine. Walked into Milestones and was totally off guard. Saw Paton then Carly and was like what the fuck. Then I realized what was going on. W00t to me.
It was a lovely day. Will have to go back and read last years LJ post and compare notes. Bwahahaha.
Trent got me a Palm pilot. OMG I loves him soooooo much. That is the one thing I have totally wanted but never thought for a moment I would get for my pressie. So pumped. Has bluetooth as well, now I need to upgrade my phone if Bell will let me hehehehe.
Soo incredibly drunk tonight. Milestones, Irish Times, The Reef, Tim's (my "str8" co-worker), then swiftsure with Peeta.
Fabulous Birfday if I do say so.....and I do.
Jun. 8th, 2006 @ 02:24 am
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Birthday on the 7th
Are all of you listening?? Two more sleeps and it is my B-Day. Yay me!!
Jun. 5th, 2006 @ 11:15 pm
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