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Apparently I'm a masochist
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Apparently I'm a masochist Anyone who has talked to me on this site knows I spend far more time at work than I do at home. Considering that what I do is a combination of PR, Sales, Guest Development and unofficial PA to about 600 people while they are on property that's not a great shock. It's a holiday "weekend" for most of the world. For me it's 12 days of hell where I have literally 9/10 of my guests on site at some point or another from anywhere from hours to days. And if they're there then I need to be as much as possible. Translation : 14 to 18 hour work days were I run like the Monster and 5 hour energy fueled borderline crazy from sleep deprivation Energizer Bunny from hell trying to keep everyone happy. Ninety percent of my guests are easy to make happy, are more like family or good friends than a job and are as sweet as can be. Which means they probably only need little things. But when almost every single one of them shows up at some point or another with their small little things or maybe something not so small it creates what I like to call the "Drown my phone in cement, fake my death and move to Antarctica." effect. I love my job. I hate summer. Summer is hot, humid, and full of holiday "weekends" or poker tournaments. Which is another pain filled stretch coming up. Three weeks of needy, spoiled, and annoying poker players who, if they have a significant other or hellspawn descend on us like a plague of locusts. And when the higher ups came to me to be the one running point on all madness I was clearly too tired or distracted to realize I must love pain because I agreed to do it. Now I like certain things rough. I like a little pain with my pleasure on occasion. I like sleep deprivation in the name of some good sex or even talking all night long. But at work? One of the girls realized my pain. I came back from dealing with another FUBAR situation after lunch and found a gift bag on my desk. Inside was an industrial sized bottle of lube (half empty, mind you. Because my department is clearly a twisted bunch) and a note that said. "For all the times we get bent over in this line of work." It's currently sitting proudly out of it's bag on my desk wearing a sticky note that reads "The next one of these we get should be for us to pass around when we go on vacations." I might be a masochist at work apparently and in bed but at least I'm honest and funny about it. |
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Now this is a great first post!  I like that it's about YOU and not your sexual prowess. It's funny, witty, and was a fun and different read. I'll be watching... 
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Sweet ! lol
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You reminded me of the time I worked (TV Crew) a poker tournament at the Borgata Casino.... what a bunch of whiny hipsters!!! Everybody was a "character" and needy as the day was long!!!! Good luck and hey, maybe you'll find someone to grok in fullness with! 
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Oh I know how you feel, I was a chef at the steakhouse at horseshoe casino, oh oh oh, the demands, got to get back to game, but you want a 28oz porterhouse well done in 5 minutes lolololololololol, you need laughter with jobs like this or do a lot of drinking like I did to keep your cool
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7/6/2017 11:46 am |
Like the song says..."Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me" Rihanna. Welcome to blog land~! You needed one comment to move your blog from the "new blog" list to the regular list that everyone reads. Looks like you already have that covered Luv..... Now if you have a moment, swing by my blog and say hello in the comments. WARNING content is rated X and will involve reading 4 letter words and references to sexual situations~! So don't come by if this doesn't interest you. And if it DOES................................................ see you there. Jimmy B. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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