Loyalty Means Nothing Here, Apparently. UPDATED WITH EMOTIONS

So, this weekend was insanely stupid and full of me getting called in to work to cover a shift where figure skating moms and hockey moms were both assholes and deserve to be cut, but that's not the point of the story. That sort of shit happens all the time.

The point of this story is I'm grieving.

The head of the hotel/manager, the sweetest lady, was 'let go' on Friday due to 'costs'.


Lost an amazing boss, and now shit is up in the fucking air with everything.
Half the staff wants to leave, myself included, but a lot of us are staying because we need the money and we don't want to completely fuck each other over.
It was sudden, it was out of the blue and this office feels a lot like an interrogation room now as opposed to a place of accomplishments and honours.

The hardest part I'm having right now is two fold.
One, the owner knows nothing about running a hotel. I'm not exaggerating when I say this. Shit is going down and everyone is taking flak from the 'all knowing owner'.
two, my boss normally calls every night to talk and catch up, but tonight I won't get that call.

It's gonna take me a while to get adjusted to that. I don't deal with change very well when I know it's happening, and I've been reeling since the bomb got dropped on me Saturday afternoon that she was terminated.

On a completely unrelated note, I broke the heaters again.
Fuck this.

UPDATE INVOLVING TEARS SO I CAN'T BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR SPELLING ERRORS:

So my boss just called, for the very last time.
I can't properly express how much this woman has helped me. I came into this job knowing that I was a badass on the front desk, and I could rock the night audit like no tomorrow, and I figured that would be all. She made this place like a family, somewhere where yes, there is bickering and some backstabbing but what family doesn't have that? She cared about us all so fucking much, I'm not exaggerating when I say she is was the heart of this fucking hotel.

She called, and we talked for a minute and then I started to cry because it's the last time I'm going to hear her voice over the phone. There won't be anymore 4-5am  calls that trigger me into a more professional mode, that remind me that construction guys are waking up, unlock the doors.. I won't have that connection to the hotel now.

Monika has always been fair, and has such a huge heart, that the entire hotel is grieving. Our regulars who were here this weekend are upset, the construction crews coming in today are going to be upset, especially if the owner comes in and revokes the construction special rates...

She said a lot of wonderful and inspiring things to me, for me, and then she asked me to pass on a message to everyone else that she couldn't say goodbye to, because she will never come back here again. I told her I would, and I will write a note today and put it upstairs in the housekeeping office because I don't want to think about what the owner will do to anything that has her mark.

This weekend sucked. Today sucks,and I'm apparently getting sick so expect me to be a whiny bitch for the rest of the week.


I know that bosses come and go, but she is the only boss that I have ever tried to do better for. Be better for, because she commanded that sort of respect and awesomeness. She cared.

This owner? Doesn't even know my name.
Didn't even know we had hired my friend to work part time on the desk, or that one of the girls was on sick leave and has been since the middle of fucking December.

But he clearly knows whats best for us.


Long day.