Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Falling behind again
Im falling behind on my drawings again.
Realistically Im really not sure if I can keep up with them with all this running around we are doing but Im sure going to try.
I dont think I'll try and make up for the ones that I miss. Instead I think I'll just do them as I can.
Mo and I are back in MN. We Vegas at 6am on Tuesday and drove straight through. We switched with each other every 2 or 3 hours so it was a pretty doable drive until about the 20 hour mark. Then even though we both napped on and off we were cranky, delirious, and tired. We also didnt smell the greatest and were covered in cat hair because Sumomo is shedding really badly.
We stopped in WI for Wed, Thurs, and Fri so we could hang out with my family, hang out with friends, and drop the kitty off at her temp foster home (my friends house). I think her cats were more upset that they were going to have to share again.
Tomorrow the plane leaves. Mo and I are going to do some last minute shopping and reorganize our bags.
We stopped in WI for Wed, Thurs, and Fri so we could hang out with my family, hang out with friends, and drop the kitty off at her temp foster home (my friends house). I think her cats were more upset that they were going to have to share again.
Tomorrow the plane leaves. Mo and I are going to do some last minute shopping and reorganize our bags.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Play us off Vegas!
Well, I wondered how long it would take for Mo to explode. Depending on the situation his fuse is usually shorter than mine.
Yesterday after getting into a screaming match with my ex boss about his threatening to make me leave the apartment I really thought he would storm out then.
He waited a day.
Mo worked this morning and was splitting a shift with another guy because his dad was in town. So Mo had the afternoon off and would then go back in to work at 8pm to finish the other guys shift. My ex boss flipped out and started screaming at them because they worked all this out without running it by him first.
Then while Mo was supposed to be off my ex boss called him and told him he needed Mo at the office NOW. I have no idea what was so important but apparently it couldnt wait because the ex boss called me and said, "WHERE IS HE?" then showed up at the apartment and actually looked in all the rooms to make sure he wasnt hiding.
Mo never figured out what he wanted either and didnt really care. He went to the guy, handed him the keys to the company car, and informed him we would be out of the apartment within the half hour.
And we were. We got a hotel room in the Gold Coast Casino and we will be staying here till Monday when we can get our paychecks from the company...or start a shit storm of doom for them... whichever they decide.
The room is really nice. I want to go check out the hot tub but Mo fell asleep.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Still feeling good
Today my ex boss went up to Mo and said, "You know Im being nice because I didnt tell her to get out of the apartment."
Mo snapped and ripped him out until someone else had to step in. The short short version of his rant was pretty much Mo calling him a child.
I few of us got together for coffee later in the day and had a good laugh over the whole situation. Honestly how do you suppose your going to kick out one part of a couple. Yes, let me separate our things and go move into a hotel for 3 days because your angry that I beat you at your own game.
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Stubborn takes on Pushy
Last night I woke up multiple times to Mo tossing and turning unable to sleep. He very obviously was stressed. We have a lot to do in a very short period of time which is made even shorter by the ridiculous and random work schedule we are on.
So this morning I woke up and made an executive decision, I told him that I would tell the company that today would have to be my last day. This way I can take care of everything that needs to be done and everything that pops up along the way. He can go to work and not have to think about all the things we need to do. Honestly after doing the move down here trying to shove everything into a tight schedule I cant freaking take the stress of doing it again! It could have been the other way around but he makes more than me and I think his quiting would have made a bigger stink than mine did...though mine was borderline epic apparently.
Mo got called in to do something early and ended up running into my boss. He told him that today had to be my last day. My boss said, "She needs to talk to me." Fine, I was planning on it. I went into work, called him, and he said, "I'll be in the office tonight so we will talk then."
I knew what was coming. I knew he would put me on the schedule for the next day even though he knew full well what I needed to talk about already and I knew he thought I would cave and say, "Oh, ok.." Which with these people could very easily snowball into "Well, we need you Sat too..." and so on till the 14th.
So when I went into the office and sat down with him our conversation went like this:
Me: "So Mo told you earlier today needs to be my last day. We have a lot of things to take care of and little time to do it in."
Him: "Well telling me today isnt good enough. That doesnt give me much time to work with so I put you on for tomorrow only later in the day so you can do stuff."
Me: "Im not going in tomorrow. I tried to tell you much earlier today that I need today to be my last day and you knew that. I considering you give me my schedule 8 to 12 hours before I need to go to work I think my days notice is appropriate."
Him: "Well, it comes down to if you want to leave in a good way or a bad way. I dont want to think you would leave in a bad way, because you did good today."
Me: "Thank you, but that doesnt change the fact that I wont be coming in tomorrow. I dont want to leave in a bad way but I guess thats how it has to be."
Him: "Why are you being so stubborn about this?"
Me: "Your not changing my mind. You can consider me a walk-out if you have to."
Him: "Well I guess this is just showing that you dont appreciate the company you work for."
(At this point I had to stop for a moment and think over my answer very carefully. Hes right. I dont appreciate the company. I dont appreciate the days notice of when I work, I dont appreciate the pushy phone calls all day, I dont appreciate the 4 hours notice of mandatory meetings on what is supposed to be a day off, I dont appreciate working 10 to 12 hours a day and being guilt tripped about taking a lunch because my sales arent high, I dont appreciate how they treat Mo, I dont appreciate how they pushed around our poor room mate (On a day when he didnt sell anything they left him in the Circus Circus location as punishment. The poor guy was there for 4 hours after he was supposed to be done waiting for a ride to the apartment that was always "10 minutes away"), I dont appreciate them coming in and telling me how to organize my personal items every week when we pay rent, and I dont appreciate how they seem to try and scare the crap out of any non american with fines for ridiculous things. The list goes on! I could have said all of this and drawn the whole conversation into a spitting match.)
Me: "Im sorry you feel that way. Have a good night."
And that was the end of it.
Could I have caved and said, "Ok. I'll work Friday but thats it." Yes. But when working for a place that seems to be in the business of walking all over people I dont want to give them that inch.
So this morning I woke up and made an executive decision, I told him that I would tell the company that today would have to be my last day. This way I can take care of everything that needs to be done and everything that pops up along the way. He can go to work and not have to think about all the things we need to do. Honestly after doing the move down here trying to shove everything into a tight schedule I cant freaking take the stress of doing it again! It could have been the other way around but he makes more than me and I think his quiting would have made a bigger stink than mine did...though mine was borderline epic apparently.
Mo got called in to do something early and ended up running into my boss. He told him that today had to be my last day. My boss said, "She needs to talk to me." Fine, I was planning on it. I went into work, called him, and he said, "I'll be in the office tonight so we will talk then."
I knew what was coming. I knew he would put me on the schedule for the next day even though he knew full well what I needed to talk about already and I knew he thought I would cave and say, "Oh, ok.." Which with these people could very easily snowball into "Well, we need you Sat too..." and so on till the 14th.
So when I went into the office and sat down with him our conversation went like this:
Me: "So Mo told you earlier today needs to be my last day. We have a lot of things to take care of and little time to do it in."
Him: "Well telling me today isnt good enough. That doesnt give me much time to work with so I put you on for tomorrow only later in the day so you can do stuff."
Me: "Im not going in tomorrow. I tried to tell you much earlier today that I need today to be my last day and you knew that. I considering you give me my schedule 8 to 12 hours before I need to go to work I think my days notice is appropriate."
Him: "Well, it comes down to if you want to leave in a good way or a bad way. I dont want to think you would leave in a bad way, because you did good today."
Me: "Thank you, but that doesnt change the fact that I wont be coming in tomorrow. I dont want to leave in a bad way but I guess thats how it has to be."
Him: "Why are you being so stubborn about this?"
Me: "Your not changing my mind. You can consider me a walk-out if you have to."
Him: "Well I guess this is just showing that you dont appreciate the company you work for."
(At this point I had to stop for a moment and think over my answer very carefully. Hes right. I dont appreciate the company. I dont appreciate the days notice of when I work, I dont appreciate the pushy phone calls all day, I dont appreciate the 4 hours notice of mandatory meetings on what is supposed to be a day off, I dont appreciate working 10 to 12 hours a day and being guilt tripped about taking a lunch because my sales arent high, I dont appreciate how they treat Mo, I dont appreciate how they pushed around our poor room mate (On a day when he didnt sell anything they left him in the Circus Circus location as punishment. The poor guy was there for 4 hours after he was supposed to be done waiting for a ride to the apartment that was always "10 minutes away"), I dont appreciate them coming in and telling me how to organize my personal items every week when we pay rent, and I dont appreciate how they seem to try and scare the crap out of any non american with fines for ridiculous things. The list goes on! I could have said all of this and drawn the whole conversation into a spitting match.)
Me: "Im sorry you feel that way. Have a good night."
And that was the end of it.
Could I have caved and said, "Ok. I'll work Friday but thats it." Yes. But when working for a place that seems to be in the business of walking all over people I dont want to give them that inch.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Mini Series Blog
If anyone wants to read my blog that is going to be only about my visit to Israel, I have started it here: Yafeh Israel
I made it a separate blog because its intended for my little brother and sister to follow if they want while Im gone. The language will be cleaner and is intended to highlight the history and cultural differences.
I will continue to post daily sketches here and anything I think of that isnt appropriate for peoples under the age of 14.
I made it a separate blog because its intended for my little brother and sister to follow if they want while Im gone. The language will be cleaner and is intended to highlight the history and cultural differences.
I will continue to post daily sketches here and anything I think of that isnt appropriate for peoples under the age of 14.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Taking a mental health day
Last night I went to bed at an hour I would consider reasonable because I could get enough sleep to be up and ready in the morning to face a 12 hour work day without a problem.
Only there was a problem. I slept for an hour then woke up after a very strange dream that I cant remember past waking up and thinking "what the hell?" then didnt sleep the rest of the night.
I just couldnt calm down. The most frustrating thing is there wasnt anything that was actually keeping me awake. No one thought that was driving me mad. It was just that every time I tried to relax my chest tensed up and I felt like I would jump out of my own skin.
So I called in sick today because of my lack of sleep. I actually told them it was because I had a blatter infection because it was the only illness I can think of that doesnt require going to the doctor, only lasts a day or two, and is serious enough where anyone who has had one knows you wont be doing anything but drinking cranberry juice and trying to pee all day.
I did finally sleep a little from 9ish to 11ish. I could have slept more but we needed to move our things to the new apartment. Mo did most of the moving.
Sumomo acted like it was the end of the world. Meowing like the day we took her to the humane society. A whole 20 minutes of kitty drama for me to put her in her bag, walk to the other apartment, and unzip the damn thing. Shes fine now and curled up next to me snoring away.
After moving I kept complaining about how I was feeling useless and our bags needed to be put into order of things being left in MN and things being taken to Israel. I was on a no sleep high and wanted to get things done but Mo hooked up the play station to the TV in this newer apartment (for some reason our PS3 only works on HD) then sat me down in front of my beloved Little Big Planet game and set a bottle of wine in front of me with strict instructions to use the rest of the day to relax.
Its almost worked. I was too distracted to reorganize our things but I still cant sleep.
Only there was a problem. I slept for an hour then woke up after a very strange dream that I cant remember past waking up and thinking "what the hell?" then didnt sleep the rest of the night.
I just couldnt calm down. The most frustrating thing is there wasnt anything that was actually keeping me awake. No one thought that was driving me mad. It was just that every time I tried to relax my chest tensed up and I felt like I would jump out of my own skin.
So I called in sick today because of my lack of sleep. I actually told them it was because I had a blatter infection because it was the only illness I can think of that doesnt require going to the doctor, only lasts a day or two, and is serious enough where anyone who has had one knows you wont be doing anything but drinking cranberry juice and trying to pee all day.
I did finally sleep a little from 9ish to 11ish. I could have slept more but we needed to move our things to the new apartment. Mo did most of the moving.
Sumomo acted like it was the end of the world. Meowing like the day we took her to the humane society. A whole 20 minutes of kitty drama for me to put her in her bag, walk to the other apartment, and unzip the damn thing. Shes fine now and curled up next to me snoring away.
After moving I kept complaining about how I was feeling useless and our bags needed to be put into order of things being left in MN and things being taken to Israel. I was on a no sleep high and wanted to get things done but Mo hooked up the play station to the TV in this newer apartment (for some reason our PS3 only works on HD) then sat me down in front of my beloved Little Big Planet game and set a bottle of wine in front of me with strict instructions to use the rest of the day to relax.
Its almost worked. I was too distracted to reorganize our things but I still cant sleep.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
I know Im falling behind..
Yesterday I didnt do a sketch because I didnt get off work till 1am.
Today I meant to make up for it and do 2 sketches but I got to the apartment and found all our things "packed" because we were told to move to a new apartment today. We didnt move because when Mo went to check it out it was trashed.
I said "packed" because Mo just shoves everything randomly into bags. I cant find my sketch book or pens. I also cant find my tooth brush or soap which is going to make showering tomorrow very interesting.
9 more days...9 more days....9 more days...
Today I meant to make up for it and do 2 sketches but I got to the apartment and found all our things "packed" because we were told to move to a new apartment today. We didnt move because when Mo went to check it out it was trashed.
I said "packed" because Mo just shoves everything randomly into bags. I cant find my sketch book or pens. I also cant find my tooth brush or soap which is going to make showering tomorrow very interesting.
9 more days...9 more days....9 more days...
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Ka
Mo and I finally took a day off together.
We went and saw Cirque Du Soleil Ka. It was AWESOME! The whole stage moves while the acrobats swing and jump all over the place. My only complaint is that an hour and a half show wasnt enough. It was so cool that the time flew by and I didnt want it to end.
The whole theater was pretty damn cool looking. While we waiting fire balls shot up from the stage area.
I tried to take some picture with my cell phone without anyone seeing because the woman next to us got yelled at for using her camera.
After the show I had a craving for sushi so we walked around MGM looking for a restaurant. The first very nice place we stopped at wanted $15 for two pieces of a roll. We didnt stay there.
We went to The Grand Wok and sushi bar. It was good and only slightly expensive. It was also a very interesting twist to order sushi and get a fortune cookie at the end of our meal.
We went and saw Cirque Du Soleil Ka. It was AWESOME! The whole stage moves while the acrobats swing and jump all over the place. My only complaint is that an hour and a half show wasnt enough. It was so cool that the time flew by and I didnt want it to end.
The whole theater was pretty damn cool looking. While we waiting fire balls shot up from the stage area.
I tried to take some picture with my cell phone without anyone seeing because the woman next to us got yelled at for using her camera.
After the show I had a craving for sushi so we walked around MGM looking for a restaurant. The first very nice place we stopped at wanted $15 for two pieces of a roll. We didnt stay there.
We went to The Grand Wok and sushi bar. It was good and only slightly expensive. It was also a very interesting twist to order sushi and get a fortune cookie at the end of our meal.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
14 more days
It was hard enough chanting to myself "just 14 more days... you can last 14 more days..." when thinking about going to work. Ive mostly gotten use to being that person that stops people in the malls and sells overpriced bullshit. I dont like it but Im use to it.
The chanting escalated into an eye twitch and slight rocking back and forth when I got a text message that there are going to be weekly inspections of the company apartments.
Why should that matter? When I think of an apartment inspection I think that people are going to come in and make sure there isnt any new damage to the apartment.
Thats not what that means to them. They were pissed at us after our last inspection because we didnt hand scrub pre-existing carpet stains and our personal items, in our personal spaces that we are paying to be in, werent organised to them.
Mo and I responded with "Yeah? So? Its our personal stuff and we are paying for the space so we will put our dirty laundry in a pile in the corner if we feel thats where it should go."
For whatever reason they didnt push the issue with Mo and I. But they did tell our neurotic and new to the US room mate that they will fine us each $300 if the inspection isnt up to their standards. Hes obviously freaking out.
Mo and I are more in the state of breaking their noses. I could understand their taking money out for carpet cleaning if our cat puked on the carpet and we failed to clean it up but $300 because we didnt fold our cloths is INSANE!
I have the suspicion that the fines have not been mentioned to us because we arent easily scared and that just SCREAMS sketchy.
14 more days.... 14 more days... 14 more days...
I dont think we will be coming back to Vegas. Not to this company anyway.
The chanting escalated into an eye twitch and slight rocking back and forth when I got a text message that there are going to be weekly inspections of the company apartments.
Why should that matter? When I think of an apartment inspection I think that people are going to come in and make sure there isnt any new damage to the apartment.
Thats not what that means to them. They were pissed at us after our last inspection because we didnt hand scrub pre-existing carpet stains and our personal items, in our personal spaces that we are paying to be in, werent organised to them.
Mo and I responded with "Yeah? So? Its our personal stuff and we are paying for the space so we will put our dirty laundry in a pile in the corner if we feel thats where it should go."
For whatever reason they didnt push the issue with Mo and I. But they did tell our neurotic and new to the US room mate that they will fine us each $300 if the inspection isnt up to their standards. Hes obviously freaking out.
Mo and I are more in the state of breaking their noses. I could understand their taking money out for carpet cleaning if our cat puked on the carpet and we failed to clean it up but $300 because we didnt fold our cloths is INSANE!
I have the suspicion that the fines have not been mentioned to us because we arent easily scared and that just SCREAMS sketchy.
14 more days.... 14 more days... 14 more days...
I dont think we will be coming back to Vegas. Not to this company anyway.
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