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Curiouser and Curiouser
Sunday, July 29, 2007 @ 5:32 AM
Woman accused of making false report
"An Endicott woman faces a misdemeanor charge after police accused her of reporting a false armed robbery at the Fairfield Inn on Front Street in the Town of Dickinson early Saturday morning. [], 23, of Flora St., was charged with falsely reporting an incident after Broome County deputies and state police patrols responded to the call at 2:11 a.m. and searched the area. They then determined the robbery report was made up, they said. [] was released and ticketed to appear at 4 p.m. Tuesday in Town of Dickinson Court."
Let's start with the fact that my co-worker is a man, not a woman. So I just wonder what else the Press & Sun Bulletin is wrong about. Also, I wonder what led the police to "determine that the robbery report was made up." I am dying to get the full story, but there's probably only one person who could actually give it to me. And if I ever see him again, I'm supposed to call the cops...
A World Dipped - Perhaps Double Dipped - In Madness
Saturday, July 28, 2007 @ 6:42 AM
My shift last night was UTTER CHAOS. I ran around fetching things and answering the phone, which was ringing off the hook, from 11pm to 1am. It was like two hours of the Hotel Employee Olympics, but thank god, it eventually quieted down. There was all kinds of weirdness, including a 3:30am check-out, a 4:00am call for a 9:00am wake-up call, and a guest telling me, quote, "If you get lonely tonight, you just come on down to my room." Unquote.
But the most bizarre and alarming news is this: The co-worker who I suspected of deceit (see previous entry) has been fired. Not just regular-fired, either. "He's No Longer Allowed on the Premises" Fired. I have no details at this time, just burning curiosity.
This likely means that I will be working a lot for the next couple of weeks. They hired a new full-time person, but they haven't trained them. I guess I'll probably end up doing a lot of said training. I've worked there for a month, and now I'm the senior night auditor. It's going to be exhausting and irritating, but hey, I need the money, and it's temporary. They don't know it yet, but by the time the new person is finished training, I'll have given them my two week's notice.
My co-workers and I are quitting the hotel like rats fleeing a sinking ship. I would feel sorry for the general manager, if he weren't such a douchebag.
Hi Jinx
Thursday, July 26, 2007 @ 8:44 PM
Josh and I were talking about our Internet footprints today, and I made the flip remark, "You and I remember Geocities!" Then he told me that his old page is still online! Geocities has never deleted his account. You can visit Old Vasconia and relive the days of yore, complete with Josh's really horrible spelling. Seriously. He spells "defenseless" with a C.
In other ridiculously happy news, I received a refund check today for the insurance fees I paid for COBRA. After I explained to the firm's accountant that my coverage didn't extend outside of Illinois, except for emergency care, they found a way to refund me! I don't know if they'll be getting the money from BCBS or if they just felt sorry for me because I am poor and crazy, but either way, I got the check today! When I deposit the check, I will double my checking account. I am not exaggerating. This is a completely factual statement. Double my current checking account. Oh, you cannot know how happy this makes me. Finally beating Oblivion's main quest? Finishing Deathly Hallows? Seeing Brian Krakow all growed up on Lifetime? This joy is greater than all of those. I hate money, but I love the freedom you can buy with it.
Of course, speaking of freedom, I should report that my co-worker, the fellow who works the 11-7 shift during the week, is either
A.) Having the worst month of his life or
B.) Making up excuses to get me to work for him
One Sunday night two weeks ago, as you might remember, he was stuck out of town. Then again the next Sunday night, he was stuck in Virginia. (Now, if I were going to be stuck in Virginia, I would know about it more than two hours before I was due to be at work, but hey, that's just me.) Tonight, I got a call saying that he had been in a car accident and totaled his car. Calling in with three emergencies in two weeks... Shady shady.
Update: He called me around 2am, asked me how I was, and if I needed for him to come in and relieve me. I told him no, it was fine, I'd stay. He managed to mention the fact that it was his friend's car that he crashed. I could not help but think, How convenient. On the other hand, why would he have called and offered to come in? I think he made up the Virginia thing, but I don't know whether the car accident is real or imaginary.
I don't really care whether he's making up these excuses or if they are true, I need the money. I would have preferred a little more notice, but hey... maybe he had stuff come up, the kind of stuff that doesn't make a good excuse to call in to work. Maybe he suddenly realized at the last minute that there was a "Girlfriends" marathon on BET and thought, "Eh... that Kellie girl has no life... She won't mind." Which is pretty much accurate.
Feelin' the Love
I got an e-mail from Lauren tonight that made me smile. It's really comforting sometimes to realize that not everyone sees me the way I see myself. Not everyone views me as a complete failure and waste of space, which is how I commonly view myself, unfortunately. I also got nice messages from Josh and Megan. Random acts of love. We should keep this going. I wrote two letters today, one to my brother and one to Tim, who's on tour right now. I didn't have much to say, I just assume everyone likes getting mail as much as I do.
I've finally set dates for my excursion to the city - I'll leave Aug. 6 and stay there until the 10th. As long as I don't have to unexpectedly work at the hotel, that's my plan. I want to see Michelle, and Amanda, and Chelsea. I miss them. It is so lonely in Binghamton.
I finished the "serial killer" play. It's not very good, but I'm glad that I finished it. It might be the first time I've ever finished a play before I had a title for it. I'm also probably going to re-name the main characters, because I stole the names from two characters who weren't really entirely mine to steal from. (Megan -- remember Eve & Fell?) I have this new idea right now, but I don't know if it's a play, a movie, or a novel. I'm still trying to sort it out. I'm sure I'll figure it out at the strangest possible moment - when I'm in the shower, or watching a weird-ass French art film or roller-skating or something. That's pretty much always how these things happen.
Very Simple Instructions
Sunday, July 22, 2007 @ 6:20 AM
The other morning, I labeled the tops of my prescription drug bottles with a black sharpie. The top of the Zolpidem says "GO TO SLEEP." The top of the Diazepam says "CHILL OUT." And the top of the Fluoxetine says "DON'T BE CRAZY." This way I know I won't get the medications confused. Plus, it seemed really funny when I thought of it.
This weekend at the hotel was way worse than normal weekends. Silly people, all the time wanting things... Everybody needed me to make a blinking lot to turn off, or make their thermostat work, or to bring them a crib... And the really lazy voice in my brain is just like, "*Sigh8. What are you doing awake at this hour anyway? Go to sleep!" The lazy voice is kind of a hypocrite, no?
I have a very strong craving for French onion soup.
maybe if I'm real still the lights will turn off...
Monday, July 16, 2007 @ 3:12 AM
I'm at work right now. I usually don't work Sunday nights, but my co-worker asked me to cover, and I need the money for my Moving in with Amanda Fund. The Internet connection has slowed to a crawl. It's still usable, but so slow that playing games is more irritating than fun. I don't have the mental capacity right now to do anything more challenging than
curl into a ball on the floorblog.
I'm a little sleep deprived. My stomach is giving me mixed messages, telling me that I am starving and that if I eat anything, I will throw up, simultaneously. I blame the fluoxedine. OMG, if I ever start a blog about depression, that's what I will call it.
Room For Improvement
Tuesday, July 10, 2007 @ 2:04 AM
53% Geek
53%
Oh, man... That's not quite as geeky as I would have liked.
Good News - who would have thought?
Monday, July 09, 2007 @ 6:10 AM
"Goddamn, I say, goddamn!"
-- Pulp Fiction
There is nothing quite like waking up and starting your day at two in the morning. I took a Traz. yesterday at noon, so I slept in later than usual. I got up and watched some Adult Swim, had some leftover pizza, and was on the Internet for like, three hours. I sat down just to check my e-mail, and the next thing I knew, it was 7am.
I have therapy in a couple of hours. I think I can safely say that I'm feeling more like myself. I'm feeling generally better. I even sang "Rock Me" and danced around a bit while delivering the express check-out folios this weekend. That's a big improvement. It could be the generic Prozac, it could be that the new schedule agrees with me, or it could be relief at making money again.
It's not all good news though. I am unbearably lonely. I have no one to socialize with. The only people here in Binghamton to hang out with are my mom, Sheila, and Anna. In fact, we're all going to see the new "Harry Potter" movie on Wednesday. I am the very model of lameness. At least Michelle will be in NYC in August, so if I make enough money between now and then, I'll go to the city and visit her, Amanda, and Chelsea. I miss them a lot.
Amanda and I are talking about moving to someplace in the Hudson Valley region. Somewhere cheap, close to a train station, on a bus route, and with a hotel where I can keep working the night shift. And with a children's hospital where Amanda can work. I want to avoid buying a car, but Amanda thinks it is unavoidable. Maybe we could buy a junk car together, from a police auction or something. I would consider joint ownership of a $25 car, and if we split the insurance and fuel costs, it might not be unbearably expensive. And if it broke down, I might be able to get my brother to fix it. (He's a mechanic now, you know. He has a certificate from UTI and everything.) I don't know, we'll see. I'm ready to get the hell out of Binghamton, though, no question. Except for the fact that I grew up there, Binghamton is way worse than Normal. I will say, it's nice to be able to think about the future without crying. It's a pleasant change from a few weeks ago.
All my life's a circle...
Sunday, July 01, 2007 @ 3:17 AM
You knew it was only a matter of time, and you were right: I am blogging at work.
I was finished with all my work by 2am, so I called Michelle, I played Bookworm and two games of Euchre, I read comics... I brought a book, but I feel like I'm not really ready to start another book yet. I just finished One Hundred Years of Solitude this afternoon and I'm still recovering. What a dark and bizarre trip that was. Beautifully written and totally overwhelming.
You know? I kind of like this job. There are barely any customers, I only have to deal with co-workers for about 20 minutes a day, and it sure as hell beats working 9-5. The actual work part is pretty simple. The customers made me tense at first but now I'm feeling way more mellow.
Veronica Mars is a really, really awesome show. I'm so glad that Renata was blogging about it all the time and I decided to get it from Netflix. I just finished season one tonight and WOW! It was both surprising and satisfying! Lots of dramatic conclusions are one or the other, but few are both.
The generic Prozac has killed my apetite, but it's hard to say if it has had any effect on my mood. I want to move in the fall. Who wants to move with me?
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