Saturday, April 3, 2010

A is for Asshole, B is for Bear....

Hi World,

My friend Red, at Redheaded Stepchild, forwarded an alphabet challenge in which you are supposed to write a post each day on the corresponding letter of the alphabet.  Sort of like Angels and Demons only less complicated. 

I wanted to participate because I love alphabet games but I was kind of caught up in this:


I still want to participate though, because, have I said?  I love alphabet games.  Since Blogger land rules have always been a mite blurry, I figured I can still catch up even though it is now, technically, April 3.  In fact, I think FEMA regulations totally allow for late to the game alphabet posting.  But I will make them short because no one wants to read old news, am I right?

A is for ASSHOLE:

If you checked in on April 1, you know by now that I work for a very nice hotel that was recently affected by the flooding that took place in New England a few days ago.

The hotel sustained serious damage and some of us were working from home to alert people who had reservations and to relocate groups and meetings.  During the course of the first day I had to relocate a wedding. A wedding?  Yes, we had a very nice young couple scheduled to get married and have their reception at the hotel on Thursday, so I spent the first post flood day, Wednesday, finding them a new place.  The bride did not cry a single hysterical tear.  She was amazing.  When we got her wedding set up in another hotel she was, imagine this, grateful for all my help.

 Then I started calling people who had reservations for the following day.  Along about 8PM I got a text message from someone I had called and left a message for explaining the situation and apologizing for the inconvenience.  It said, "You Really Suck".

Really, Asshole?  I suck?  Perhaps you do not know the meaning of "Suck".  When your slurple Lexus gets swallowed by a huge mud puddle it sucks, but it is not the end of the world.  When your place of employment or home gets swamped by floods resulting in many people not having a workplace or home, sometimes both, to go to, it sucks, but at least no lives were lost.  When you get word in the middle of the crisis that your aunt has passed away and you don't feel, given the circumstances, that you can make the five hour drive home for the service, that really sucks, but your family understands because they are great that way. When your dreamed about, carefully planned and fully paid for wedding is suddenly canceled due to circumstances completely beyond your or anyone else's control, and is relocated to a hotel that you never even considered, that really, really sucks, but you were able to get married. 

Having someone call you personally to tell you that your reservation for the next day is canceled due to flooding, and having the caller apologize, and then give you their number in case you should need further assistance, does NOT suck, and neither does the person who called you.  Asshole.

B is for BEAR.

What I have not mentioned, World, is that before the floods came to claim our yards and basements, I had given notice at my current job as I had recently accepted a position at a local university.  I don't want to give it up completely, but their mascot is a Brown Bear.  That's what I love about blogging.  Anyone reading now will know a little bit more about Chicken than the person that checks in six months from now, unless that person is very, very diligent, in which case they are probably a....Stalker....scary. 

I love where I worked.  I left for reasons that are splintered in a thousand different directions and complicated.  When I walked into the hotel today and saw the damage that was left behind, I went home and cried for the same splintered, complicated reasons.  I saw the hotel built and I was there for the greatest opening party ever except for maybe Atlantis Dubai (which I was not invited to. That sucked). I witnessed the growing pains, made friends, and learned so much.  Today was my last day there and I feel a little like a deserter leaving the wounded on the field.  I wish I was leaving under different circumstances.  Goodbye NYLO and thank you for everything.  Stay Unique.

Hey, you Bears.  Guess what?......I'm Chicken.  Hi!

Chicken out


(hint:  Chicken crossing the road, click click, oh my, what is this?)

21 comments:

  1. OOOHHH I think even I know where you're going to work....and I'm just some dopey aussie sheila a million miles away. And if its where I think it is-congratulations!

    Shit, does that make me a stalker?

    You completely rocked the "A" post. I'd text the asshole....er I mean customer back with the link to that post.

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  2. And I was FIRST to comment ! In your face!!!!!!! There are compensations to living in the future after all. I comment while others sleep!

    I dont think I should have eaten the whole box of chocolates. I think I'm on a sugar high...

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  3. Hi Mrs. P. Wish I had been up to talk to you while you were on your sugar high. You can stalk me. It's the scary stalkers that I try to avoid.

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  4. Oh shit...that WAS me being scary.

    Fuckit-I'm enrolling at scary stalker school....

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  5. Congratulations, Chicken!! That is just super-dee-duper Fab!

    It just goes to show the broad spectrum of humanity in times of crisis. Assholes on one side. Gracious queens on the eve of their weddings on the other. I wish we could have separate parts of the world for each kind.

    I wrote to that little sweetheart last night. Have you heard anything?

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  7. I am sure the Bears will like the Chicken.

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  8. Joann-I haven't. Thank you!
    Mrs. P. You are very scary. It's all those needles. Sssshiver.
    BB-Thank you! I hope so.

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  9. Love it. Can't wait for my favorite letter of the alphabet to come up.

    Blog on Chicken.

    CB

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  10. Jeez, Chook, I know you like dramatic entrances and exits, but, flooding? Isn't that a little...biblical... even for you? (Sorry. Not to make light of the situation - as you said, the flooding sucks mightily. Water in your house that you did not invite is no laughing matter.) So sorry about Aunt L.
    Can't wait to hear about the new j.o.b.
    GG

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  11. I am in absolute awe of people like the asshole. What is their life like? How sad are they and hopefully they do not come into contact with other people often!

    I used to work at a golf course and dealt with tons of people, most were the best and a few were absolutely clueless idiots!

    Wishing you well at your new job and new adventure!

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  12. GG-yes, apparently I have mighty power. Blame has already been placed upon my. Next time you see me, I may have a stake up my ass. kidding.

    GND-thank you! And yes, people are always amazing one way or another, right? I was amazed by the bride's reaction and further amazed by "Clueless'' reaction. Called back, just for fun. They were very polite over the phone. Very passive agressive thing, I guess.

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  13. Chicken! Such a dramatic and emotional two days, so sorry to hear about your aunt. And you know what? You are the opposite of sucking, so that Asshole can SUCK IT. Hope you love your new job.
    Oh, and p.s., I can be reached at luckofthepunk@gmail.com. Thanks for the referral!

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  14. I can definitely identify with 'A' given my recent operation!

    As for Bear. I think I've got SADS. I'm a different person now Spring has sprung. Perhaps I was a bear in a former life and want to hibernate the winter away?

    'C' is for cu....?......behave Dinners....

    (cute!...honest! I was gonna say cute!)..;-)

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  15. Lucky Punk, thanks for the support. I've been absent for a couple days. Sorry! I will pass this on and you will hear from Dee Casado regarding the interview. I'll be back tonight posting, I think. Emotional is the word.

    Dinners. Ohhh Dinners....I is for incorrigible. Hope you are feeling better you cutie pie.

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  16. Hey I wanted to reply back to you about my post today, but you are set to "No Reply" so here is a HUGE HUGE HUGE THANK YOU for liking the style of my post today.

    I had just the MOST fun writing it and you are the ONLY one who mentioned it in your comment today.

    I swear I had a smile all day long while coming up with it in my head, so again - THANK YOU!

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  17. Hi GND, hey you are welcome and I could tell you were having fun. Why am I set to no reply? Can I change it? Pure accident believe me. Technochallenged.

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  18. Wow - you're behind too, huh Chicken? I feel like I've dropped off the planet. Been able to produce some very half-assed posts, but haven't read a word in days! I am going into withdrawal!

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  19. i'm stalking you.

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  20. Hey SS, yes, I am behind. A little discombobulated. I love that word. Have no idea how to spell it.

    Anonymous: Really? ooooh....scary. Kind of funny that stalking could also indicate walking around stiff legged like you don't have any knees....are you...by chance...a chicken, too?

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  21. Guess I can't hide my membership card in the "diligent stalker" club. Boy, when you make a sweeping change (the new job), apparently the weather sweeps with you (in the form of the water). I still miss the hospitality industry, too, and wish you all the best with the Bear. Am looking forward to hearing how things go for you as I catch up on your posts today.

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