My 'hotel'

And once again I am back in Cow Town. Here for three weeks this time. Maybe I'll take a day off in the middle but I don't think I am going home. I hate winter driving and it just takes way to much energy.
Its been an interesting couple of nights. I got int otown Tuesday, just as my shift began. Well it seems that morning a water main had burst so the whole place had been closed and was just reopening. Our district manager is in town, we just rolled out a new menu, and one of the first things he says to me is, you have a hotel for tonight? Well ya, I tell him, the boss booked it a few days ago. So he says to me, well they are booked up and I don't have one, can you stay at your aunt's tonight? Now, staying there is not such a big deal. I already have a spare key and she doesn't mind, so I call her to let her know and go to work.
I finished my shift a little after oe, drive to her place, dig through my bags in the back so that I will have what I need for the night without bringing in my suitcases, its just for one night after all. I walk up to the house, unlock the lock, push the door, and it doesn't open. It seems, that after putting an extra blanket on the bed for me, and leaving a light on for me, she stepped outside for a smoke, and you know those privacy locks? Like they have at hotels, that you can flip from the inside but not open from the outside? Well she flipped it. So I try the other door, same result. Returning to my car, its nearing 2 in the morning and I am cold, I pull out my phone and call a couple of times. No answer. Now what?
Well I tell myself, I know people in Calgary, I'll just sleep on someones couch tonight. Well, when you are going through your phone at almost 2 in the morning looking for a place to crash, all of a sudden I didn't feel like I knew many people in Calgary...
I finally managed to wake up one on the girls I met in Haiti. She heard my text, called me, gave me directions, and I slept on the couch. She is my hero of the week for taking me i at 230 in the morning.
So then last night, my DM has his own room, I am off at 2 am, so I ask them to tell the Front Desk I will be there, just really late. Somehow, my reservation got cancelled and they call me at almost 1030 to tell me I am roomless again... So now here I sit after spending the night at my Aunt's, hoping tonight I can check in. Not because I don't like being here, but because I am sick of leaving my stuff in the car. The drive is way further. And they promise that while I am in town, they take care of the hotel, its one of the perks. So cross your fingers for me?
I have to run, meeting the Haiti gir for coffee in an hour and I think I hear the shower calling my name...

As the Time Goes By

The keyboard at the hotel has officially annoyed me to the point where I hardly even use the computer there. For those who know me well, this is a huge admitance. I am adicted to Facebook, I love surfing the net, and when I have nothing better to do, I'll be on youtube or something else ridiculously pointless. But that sorry excuse for a computer has me at wits end... For now at least=)
I suppose in concurrence with that I should send out a thanks to my boss Matt, who while he will not read this, I still want to mention that he rocks. He lets me borrow his laptop to check my email and facebook while I am on my half hour break at work. Makes me feel important sitting in the restaurant looking at a lap top. It isn't alot of time, but it is some time and for that I am grateful!
Things are going pretty well this trip. The staff there is friendly and fitting in, being accepted as management and a trainer, and being allowed to be me while I work was quite the non issue. I trained a server, had some input on the training of a buffet runner, am contributing to the training of a relief manager, and there are apparently more to come. I get to serve every now and then, which I love and I didn't realize I had missed it as much as I have, because they are short staffed and undertrained, so having someone with experience on the floor (serving) is a really big asset. The staff has accepted me as one of their own, and honest to goodness it feels like I've been there for months, not just 11 days.
I am at home right now, but I am going back again. I start again Tuesday afternoon. I don't yet know if I will be headed down for one week, three weeks, or one there, one here, and one there... Hopefully I can figure that out this weekend but I have alot of things that I hope to find out this weekend.
And on that note, I've got to run. I am supposed to be unpacking right now(sorry Cheryl!) and getting ready to meet up with some friends for an exciting night on the town, Edmonton style! Take care!

Back to Calgary I Go

I have returned to Calgary.
My boss approached me last week asking if I'd be interested in coming down to help out again. I figured that in the long run it would be a good experience, learn some new things, make some money, and have a change in my lifestyle. So here I sit, using the same old computer as 5 months ago. Slamming the spacebar because it sticks and doesn't work very well.
In a sense I am looking forward to my time here. Like I said, I will likely have the chance to learn more aspects to managing, and having the chance to learn under different people will broaden my knowledge base. Making this trip again says to me that I must be doing something right because would they send me if I wasn't doing a satisfactory job? Ok. So maybe they would. They need bodies down here. And energy. And hardworkers. If nothing else I know I can do that.
I am bored though. I've only been here for two days and I am bored already. The last few times I have been to Calgary, there was a special boy here to meet me, to spend time with me, to enjoy the company of. This time, it is just me. I know a few people but just like at home, my schedule is all over the place and that makes it hard to make plans. So it looks like I will just hang out in my hotel room, watch alot of CMT, CSI, and Friends, and maybe read some books.
I don't know how long I am down for. Whether it is for a couple weeks or longer. Originally they told me two weeks, but they said that bother other times as well, so I assumed longer. Well upon my arrival, I found out that one of the managers here is going on a 3 week vacation in a week and a half, so I will not be surprised if and when they ask me to stay longer. But who knows really.
Ok. On that note, I am getting seriously fed up with this keyboard, my hands hurt from slamming the space bar every second, so I am going to take off. I know I've been slacking in updates so I will try to do better. Thinking about going back to Haiti so I can talk all about that right? Not like I would ever run out of things to say...