For those of you who had bets on how long I would last in the world of a multi-shift service peon, the winner takes all for two weeks!
While I really thought that I could adapt to the time changes, my eyes glazed over as I looked at the schedule for week three: two graveyard shifts and three second shifts. What do you do in between? Sleep! However, it was not sheer exhaustion that sent me over the edge; it was the peon part of the job. For some reason, nearly everyone who sits at a desk at the Club has (or takes?) the right to treat the peons in any manner they so desire. In two weeks, I was asked curtly, “Do you know how to refresh email?”; listened to a 20-minute pontification on late check-out; and the finale, was told “I better learn how to do my goddamn job” quite loudly by the maintenance manager. What is so uncanny is that I began this job concerned that the high-caliber guests would be demanding and condescending. As it were, they could not have been kinder and more understanding. So, I was sad to leave the guests, the gorgeous Club environment, and most of my co-workers, who truly understood. With all of that, I can truly say:
Thankfully, I don’t mind moving about (to say the least). When I left the Club on Monday, I moved into a townhouse in Coral Springs (west of Lauderdale) to house sit for a month. A friend of a friend has headed north for the holiday season, and if I wish to extend another month, that’s an affordable option, too. The remainder of the year is now wide open as I continue to freelance a bit, and pitch some new business! In between, I’ll be riding my bike, playing some cards, listening to live music, holiday partying, reading good books, and seeing friends, old and new. Life is too short for nonsense.
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Gary Brady
12/8/2016 09:10:28 pm
So, Judy, have you tried housesitting before? Is this for a stranger, or someone you already knew? I'm interested to know how it works out because I would like to try it someday myself.
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Judy
12/9/2016 12:20:27 pm
Gary,
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Linda Mastro
12/9/2016 05:38:39 am
No time for nonsense, indeed. Your post reminds me that kindness and courtesy are acquired skills that need to be learned and applied, no matter where I sit. Enjoy the blank page on which you write the next chapter of your life story.
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Judy
12/9/2016 12:23:08 pm
Linda, Thank you for those words of kindness! Yes, I've now acquired the consciousness to acknowledge human beings as such & I'm having interesting interactions with people! j.
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Fred Williams
12/11/2016 07:02:50 am
Good for you, Judy. Don't let them grind you down! Funny how the members were nice -- a friend who worked at a posh golf club had the same experience, called it noblesse oblige.
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Judy
12/12/2016 05:13:14 pm
Fred ... LOVE that phrase! Indeed, a little courtesy goes a long way! Will write soon! j.
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Sue Tyler
12/11/2016 11:03:55 pm
Must have been horrible, but I give you kudos for trying. Hop back up on the bike and find something else, this was just another chapter in your pending book!
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Judy
12/12/2016 05:15:48 pm
Sue,
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Eileen
12/13/2016 11:34:20 am
Judy: Had not checked blog in awhile and was very surprised by your posting. Can understand why they would need to constantly hire seasonal help. Unfortunately managers must get away with that since most people are not in a position to just walk away.
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Judy
12/15/2016 11:48:13 am
Eileen: I'm getting on a plane right now to go house sit at your place as i don't want to miss those single digit temps & incoming storm. NOT!
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Karen
12/19/2016 08:07:27 am
So now I know why you've been busy! :) Hopefully your departure didn't lead to a complete mutiny as mine did when I left a job for similar reasons back in 2004. The other decent co-workers followed me out like ducklings. I felt a little bad about that....sort of. Hope you enjoy the holiday season! Cheers!!
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Judy G.
12/20/2016 07:04:51 pm
Karen ... they wish they could have followed, trust me! Actually the folks behind the desks think it's a great place to work; the worker bees not so much. My favorite bellman said I was "a breath of fresh air" which I took to mean how great it was that I said and did what many wished they could! New blog entry coming soon (with an already apropos Seinfeld reference in hand!). j.
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