Recently my manager was promoted and will be transferring to another hotel by next week. My friend, Massiel, told me that I should show some interest in her job. I shrugged it off as I have only been here a month. On my way in to work today ‘Shine’ from Billy Elliot came on the ipod and had me reconsider. It was almost like a thought of, why not try? The worst that could happen is that they tell me no..is that so bad? At least it shows ambition.
I spoke to her today and she was a bit taken aback by my request. She stated she believed I wanted a smaller role in the hotel so that I could focus on my photography, which is partially true. However, sitting behind a keyboard and having no guest interaction, I feel as I have been sent to a graveyard for my soul to die. There are days when I come to work in a really good mood and then, at times, it goes down hill from there.
Of course my mind gets to thinking..you’re 29, what the hell are you gonna end up doing with your life? Chase some check til you cannot anymore…?
I was recently watching Oprah’s Life Class on Own and Ms. Oprah spit out a quote by Whoopi that caught me:
"Everything you try to do to me, is already done to you."
I believed it to be true about Karma and how it all comes around to snip the person, then this past week this girl at work who was rude to me…well, she was bit.
I am new here, and obviously learning, but this woman felt it in good reasoning to make fun of me, in front of my face, about a mistake I had made earlier in the day. Being the gay New Yorker that I am, I called her out and shut her down.
Well, she was recently promoted to a manager role, go figure, and she came in bitching, moaning, crying, that she was getting so much flack for mistakes that she was making. She brought up the fact that she was new and had little training and didn’t find it fair. I just kept my mouth shut and smiled on the inside.
There have been 8 promotions in this hotel just in the month of May. Thankfully, this has had a positive impact on me. For one, my colleague Jon was promoted to overnight team lead. Why is that good for me? I am no longer the least in seniority and per union rules the must have 7 on so they are actively hiring to fill his position which gives me slight seniority.
Second, Nadia, my boss, was promoted over my two days off. This woman was so unbelievably unprofessional I am very happy to see her leave. The possible negative from this is that word on the floor is this other guy is going to take her spot and he is just as much Debbie Downer as her, if not worse.
Well, at least one is out, ‘eh?
More mixed news - My time off for Puerto Rico to spend time with the boys was approved today, woo-hoo. My trip to Alaska however has been possibly axed due to the fact that Jon was just promoted. We will see though…Hold the plane, Kit
Catholic schools have scholarships and reduced payment plans. I went to a Christian high school and they had work study programs as well as reduced or free tuition to poor students. Plenty of my friends were on reduced price lunch and worked at the school for tuition because they were below the poverty line. So that's probably how the girl you were talking about is able to go.
I have been living up in Washington Heights now since about the beginning of February and every time I go to the grocery store, Bravo, around the corner from my house, it is a bit frustrating. I can at times exaggerate things but literally every time that I have been in the check out line the person in front of me has always used an EBT card to pay for all or portions of their groceries. Thankfully it hasn’t been for chips and cookies but always for the needs of the person like soap, vegetables, etc, but still. Living in this city two years prior living in Midtown, I never once saw someone use an EBT card. I cannot really place an explanation as to why but now that I am faced with this on a weekly basis, it has just caught me off guard.
The most recent time really just had my eyebrows perk. I was in front of a young woman with her grandma and they were buying various vegetables and fruit. They paid in full with the card. What irked me about it all was that the girl was wearing a Catholic school girls outfit. Please tell me how you can afford to send your child to private school and yet you’re on food stamps? I really am just dumbfounded by all of this.
When I first moved up here I also dated a guy for a little over a month and his father was on disability and was receiving government assistance as well. The guy that I was dating mentioned how frustrated he was with his father because he was able to work but was too lazy to do so and that it was putting a strain on him. He was pulling extra shifts at work just to pay for the rent of the apartment and keep everyone fed in the house.
I understand that people do hit hard times and there needs to be a government and non profit social ‘catch net’, but sometimes I feel people are just taking advantage of the system. I myself have been on unemployment benefits twice actually in my life and it has proven to be very helpful when trying to find other work. I shouldn’t cast a wide net on what I see around me and try and figure out one single answer for everyone, but I believe I am. I am sure that some of these people I see use the card are in need and I am sure others are just abusing their rights.
Ever since moving to Washington Heights I have been considerably spending a lot more time with Dominicans and enjoying ever minute of it! I cannot completely put my finger on it but they have this great energy and always looking to have a good time. No matter what night it is or how late I come home from work, there is always music blasting from some bar or apartment and it’s great to have the option to step ‘out’ of the city.
This past Sunday I went out into Queens with Eulis, Wilson, and Eric to Eulis’s moms place just to relax. I really wasn’t sure what to expect, I figured we would just have a chill Sunday. After about 45 minutes drive from the house taking in the scenery of the skyscrapers disappearing to single family homes and expressways down to one lane stop signed streets, we made it. Bump the gate to the palace and we’re in.
Up the porch steps and there is Ma in the kitchen making Arepa. She clearly has been making this for years and has no need for measuring cups. She slowly turns over a jar of sugar to jiggle a little of it out and quickly just empties the entire jar of sugar into the pot. It was clearly hilarious to me and Wilson, it didn’t phase her at all. She grabbed a few other ingredients while dropping ‘congo’ every other sentence; in the oven it goes. She returns to the other ladies in the TV room watching their stories.
Grab a seat and some ice-tea. Eulis’ brother comes home to change out something in the car and brings his boys over. This makes Eric a lil excited to see this masc ‘throw you down’ dudes walk in. The audio starts where the boys walk in…
We then head out to watch the boys at work.
…do shots, laugh, eat arepa, pollo and rice..and have a lil hookah.