We had a 7 pm meeting at work. Mandatory! Failure to appear would result in disciplinary actions... because I'm really concerned about a 'black mark' on my hotel housekeeping record!
(and before I forget, you can all thank Momma Fargo for breaking the blog silence by placing her BloggersAward vote! The rest of you are slackers! You officially fail and are being forced to repeat the entire course!)
But anyway... since work was accommodating enough to allow my 3-year-old to attend, I showed up. With bells on! Not literally... but do you know how often I actually get out of the house these days?
Zero... zilch... nada!
I have an entire wardrobe of clothes, shoes, purses, etc... that I LOVE! Unfortunately, 5 days a week I'm stuck in black slacks and a comfortable shirt covered by a hideous French Maid smock! I get ready for work in 15 minutes. There's no point in makeup unless I want to look like The Joker after 6 hours of cleaning dirty showers and wiping sweat from my brow.
And on my days off... pajamas! If you're lucky and I intend to drown in the humidity outside, I might put on a pair of capris.
So... OMG!! I'm getting out of the house... in public... in town (as opposed to the city park). Whatever will I wear?!?!?!?!?!
A bright fuchsia shirt,
grey slacks...
and...
I'm starting to get bothered here...
HIGH HEELS!!
Oh... and did I stop there?
HELL NO!!
I popped on the fuchsia eye shadow!
Bright lipstick!
Mascara!
(oh yes, I totally did!)
Earrings!
My diamond ring and my emeralds!
(no cheap summer costume jewelry here. This shit's from Zales!)
That's right... I was rocking it!
And my best girl totally noticed... because she always does
(I love having lesbian friends!)
And after the meeting was over, I took the demonic angel to the park... Did you know that my child can pick up an entire Estee Lauder handbag pull of toys AND put her shoes on in 30 seconds if you say the word "park!" It was AMAZING!
Of course we didn't get there until 8:30, which really only leaves an hour to play before it's pitch black. Despite it being a relatively safe town, once the last of the kid-toting adults started to clear out, that was this single white woman's cue to exit. Post park we zipped over to JJ's to see the PC (and totally show off my HOTNESS!). One lemonade later, PC made a sandwich to take to The Queen (because she's refusing to cook and we can't have her starving to death), so we jetted across town to see her before she started work.
The spawn could barely handle the visit with Grandma... she was so exhausted. As we left the parking lot she randomly explained, "We're never going to get honey now!" It took 4 stop lights before she explained that she liked honey because it was tasty. (I'd love to live in her mind for about 60 seconds!)
Gas and cigarettes and we left town to the tune of "Twinkle twinkle wittle star..." followed 5 minutes later by, "Goodnight Mommy!"
But the REAL point of this post was this...
Why in the hell do companies insist on making their employees go to stupid training seminars when they could sum it up in maybe 2 sentences? I'm not exaggerating here. This was the entire meeting.
- 2 groups (older employees, newer employees)... Pop quiz! Question #1... how many songs mention our business? Answer... NOT EVEN CLOSE TO OURS! 4 more random and pointless questions.
- Worksheet: Circle all things you find important when communicating. Answer... you're communication style. (I could have told you that!) Divide into groups by communication style.
- Exercise: Plan a vacation for the entire staff, money is no object. Result... each group made plans in the exact fashion that their communication style would indicate (this was actually very cool... but irrelevant!)
- Brainstorm: What are the needs of our customers at different points in their hotel stay? Answer: THE OBVIOUS! Kind, caring, considerate, hassle-free service. They want to feel LOVED!
But still! It gave me a rare excuse to dress up and feel like the sexy MILF I am as opposed to a frumpy hotel maid! And with that... we bring you the song of the day brought to you by Question #1... ENJOY!
