This was written last year on the 31st of December 2011 at 11:54pm on my main blog whilst I was in the first hour of my night shift working in a hotel before the shit happened. You have to copy and paste:-
http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2011/12/getting-ready-for-new-year.html
The
shift was the worst shift in any job I've ever had in my life. Just me
and one other person, 450 people in the hotel, half of them gypsies who
caused riots in the hotel, the police coming, not doing anything then
leaving, fighting in the corridors, people complaining, my bitch of a
goblin manager (regular readers would have read about this bitch in
previous posts) celebrating her new year after giving herself the night
off and only putting 2 members on shift on this particular night when it
was full, more fighting in the corridors, the other receptionist
constantly vomiting because of all the stress, actually fearing for our
lives at a good few points, people coming in the morning shift not
knowing what happened, explaining it to them in a duty manager report
which is normally half a page but after that night was 8 pages long.
I don't work there anymore.
I have lost 3 jobs in 2012 when the world didn't even end. I was so hoping it would.
I
keep ending back at square one. I feel like I am supposed to do
something. Like there is a reason that I keep ending back in the same
place. Like I am supposed to do something. But what?
The list of things I compiled which I am still very slowly going through? Is that what I have to do before I can finally start moving forward in life?
