I love Columbus day! It's such an obscure holiday that hardly anyone pays any attention to it except for the government (which is on hiatus anyway) which means no school for this kid! Woo!
(It's also fall break so no school tomorrow too! yay!)
I'm currently waiting on my laundry to magically load, wash, dry and fold itself so I can watch the football game. It's not working out to well.
Typical laundry day for Marissa.
I was very productive this week/weekend though. Just not right now. It comes and goes in waves. But I promise, I really really was.
It all started Monday with me getting back from my weekend in California (take me backkkk) and I basically hit the ground running. My flight got in at 11:30pm and I drove the 2 hour drive from St. Louis to C-dale with only one sketchy gas station stop along the way that had probably THE worst coffee I'd ever had, and a pack of twizzlers to keep me awake, which got me home around 2ish in the morning only to wake up in a panic that I'd slept through my alarm and missed work and class but really I hadn't because it was only 7am.
Gosh I just LOVE traveling…GAG
At that point though, I was up and couldn't sleep so I went and tried to get some homework done and then proceeded to jump into BEAST MODE at the office. You shoulda seen me, I filed, emailed, scheduled, made phone calls, faxed invoices, etc. like a boss and even got in time to go to lunch with some friends. All on less than 5 hours of sleep. Boom.
Tuesday-more or less the same old same old. Do work, do homework, sleep, eat, repeat.
Wednesday-See Tuesday. Throw in various random meetings just to shake it up. And lots of library bonding time.
Thursday-Start cramming for test at 6pm with intervals of studying for test on Friday at 9am.
Take test. Don't do so well. Cry, move on to accounting, study in library with classmates, think I got this, go to bed.
Friday- Forget my calculator for an accounting exam, 30min til test time, borrow friends car, drive back home, get calculator, drive back (all in under 13minutes. How I didn't get pulled over, I still don't know.) and take test but everything you learned the night before is gone because I was flipping out over the stupid calculator, so that went real well, leave class, start prepping for the weekend events.
Saturday-It's fall break which means that most of my staff left for their perspective homes. Out of 17, only 4 were in town at all. Only 2 were available for Saturday. We had 3 events. You do the math…In case you can't, it means we're short 1 so guess who gets to be a supervisor this weekend!?? ME
Even Rex Ryan doesn't like the thought of it.
Whatever. I'll do it.
So we had 2 rugby games, 1 soccer game and a baseball tournament. Fun stuff. I get all the gear out at 7am (killinggg me with these early start times) and at around ohhh 10ish it starts to POUR. Like, armageddon is upon us, thunder goes boom and, it is raining so hard I can't see across the field. Awesome. Flippin perfect.
Everything comes to a halt. Soccer hasn't technically started yet and me and my sups are scrambling to find keys and get things under cover. Not working out too well. Rugby is like, screw it, let's play in the mud and they do. And it's really really muddy and they're slipping and sliding and tackling and sloshing through the mud and it's pretty funny to watch but I'm still out in the rain with only my little jacket and I'm like can every one just go home so I can go home, that'd be greaatttt.
But no. Soccer even starts as they really need to get in these conference games. Ugh. Fine.
I'm soaked, I've been walking around in grass and mud so my shoes and pants look like I walked through a swamp, my socks are not even close to dry and that's my absolute biggest pet peeve, I HATE having wet socks. It's just so uncomfortable, and you never not have to use your feet for walking or doing anything so it makes it worse. I hate it I hate it I hate it.
But baseball has to stop. The field is a lake and you can't walk up to plate without sinking in the mud.
Mind you, it's a 16 team tournament. And we're only in day 1 and got 1 and 1/2 games in before the rain started. Oh boy. Guess who's running the tournament? Wannabe GA guy. He's a regular in my blogs now. Unfortunately. So me and Ga kid are talking about what to do and it's not really letting up so we move everything over to one of the high school fields. It sucks for the tournament as a whole but now I don't have to worry about supervising baseball as if they aren't on school property, it ain't my deal. Solid. He calls me from time to time to have me run out gear, etc. but otherwise the tournament is a bust and we'll be lucky to have all the teams play at least 2 games by the end of the weekend. Bummer for those teams that came all the way from Wisconsin. But oh well.
Head back to rugby and the 2nd game starts. 2 guys on my staff are on the team and it's their last home game. Rain or shine, they're playing. Perfect. More wet, more mud, more mess, just perfect. But I stay and watch as it is the last home game, it's my club team that I manage and my staff and I like to support them. One of the guys even scores as he's very very fast and the other plays like he's 10foot2 and bullet proof but really he's maybe 5'10 on a good day and the other rugby players look like they could eat him whole. But he's also a hot head so when a fight breaks out, I wasn't at all surprised to find him throwing some punches and jabs right there in the middle of it all. Yep. That's my employee. So proud. Luckily he didn't get kicked out of the game, just a slap on the wrist with a yellow card and SIU ended up winning. It wasn't really a close game til the end though. Turns out the rugby team is very close to going to national's. Their last conference game is a do or die game, the winner gets the national bid. So that's exciting and even though I had nothing to do with that, I definitely feel some pride there, even if all I did was make sure they were properly insured, and had their equipment at the games. And that I know a few of them personally helps too. Even if they do have LMS (little-man-syndrome) I still gotta claim them as my own. IM sports staff stick together.
The rain finally lets up and things start wrapping up. Whew. I'm exhausted and still cold and soaked and so ready to go home. Just as the sups who stuck it out in the rain (total props, neither complained and they made it a whole lot less worse) and I leave, GA guy calls. "Hey, since you're finished there can you come out to the high school? I could use some help when I have to play." Through gritted teeth I go, "Sure, no prob".
And back out I go. Only there really wasn't a reason for me to be there. At all. But I did get to watch some decent baseball. I love baseball. I love watching it and for all those people out there that find it boring, get over yourself, it's america's past time and it's fantastic. I even brought some sunflower seeds and so even though I'm still soaked and still cold, I'm not too unhappy just sitting in the bleachers watching baseball teams from Wisconsin, Missouri, Ohio, and even Arkansas play, eating some seeds and just chillin. As SIU takes the field another team that is supposed to play later comes and sits on the bleachers next to me. they're college kids, guys too. They're loud, crude and very show-off-y. One kid takes notice of not only me but the 2 girls sitting down a few steps and starts to impromptu sing and tell all of these totally outrageous and not even a little bit true stories of how he got so drunk and blah blah blah. (Guys, take note, girls DO NOT dig that. At all. Just. Don't.) His team is kinda amused but then finally they get annoyed too. One of the other teammates says "What are you doing?? Who are you talking to? None of us are listening and THEY (pointing in the direction of us girls) do not give a **** about what you do."
I died. I couldn't help it. I bursted out laughing and then the whole team and the girls proceeded to laugh. The poor kid got so embarrassed, he tried to be cool but he was so red faced. Oh gosh, it was just way too funny. I felt bad but I couldn't stop laughing and I about choked on my sunflower seeds. Karma. But that was the ice breaker they needed and so we did end up chatting about what school they were from, how they were sorry for their annoying teammate and that we should stay and watch them play and cheer them on. I think they thought I was still in undergrad and then one asked which of the SIU players was my boyfriend (uh awkward) but I just said I was out to watch not for any team or for anybody. The Salukis ended up losing a close game and it all came down to base running and they didn't do a stellar job, but hey that's the game. I waited for Ga kid and we discussed what we should do for the remainder of the tourney and then I went home. Finally.
That night I went out with some friends and ended up playing beer pong in a bar (so cool) and the beer pong table at the bar was a mini replica of the Saluki basketball court (way cool) but the place was pretty dead as it's fall break and EVERYONE leaves (not cool).
Sunday-
This is how I wanted to spend my Sunday. Go help set up for baseball and then…
proceed to bounce outta there.
But no. My plans never ever go according to plan. Just read my blog, you'll come to the same conclusion.
The 2 guys who played rugby had agreed to work sunday since they were in town and obviously couldn't work the previous day because of their game. Score.
But my lovely staff, I'm going to call the fast one Joe and the hot head LMS guy will be HotHead, had other plans. HotHead calls me and just for reference, this is the same guy who *jokingly* says I'm not a real GA, he's been around for 4 years and he has more say than I do, blah blah, etc. they like to tease but it's pretty much the truth. slightly. I'm not bitter or anything and no I wasn't secretly smiling to myself when he got that yellow card for fighting. not at all. but i digress…HotHead gives me a call about 5 min before they're both supposed to show up to work. This is how the convo went...
"Hey what are you doing right now?"
"I'm at the brick house. Where are you?"
"That's the thing…me and Joe are going to be about an hour late."
"WHAT"
"yeah well us and the rugby guys went to st. louis last night and you know.. things got crazy, and well we aren't back yet"
I stammer and I can't even get real words out I'm so flustered then I just hang up on him.
I am fuming. I'm sure my face is red and steam is coming out of my ears at this point and I literally throw the gear into the back of the Kubota almost trying to break something anything. I can't even talk I'm so mad.
He calls back.
"I don't really want to talk to you right now but you better get your *** over here as soon as possible or your as-"
"(Chuckle) I'm kidding, I'm kidding, relax, we're two minutes away."
"WHAT?!? Oh my-you idiots-i can't-shut up-meh-uh-what the (more stuff I can't say here)" and I hang up on him again.
Now I'm still angry but kinda laughing because it was a good prank. I was going to let him have it when they got to the field but then they get out of the car with their stupid grins and so proud of themselves that I can't keep a straight face.
"You're way too easy to rile up, Cali. You got so mad! No one hangs up on me ever and you did…twice!"
"I'm aware."
"You're still mad!" Stupid 'Gotchya' grin from ear to ear.
And so the rest of the morning was basically one big prank. I'd make them run and get gear and 'forget' about this or that and make them go back and they'd get mad and then say how once I leave, they're going to leave an no one would know, etc. etc.
I'm about to really leave and then the boss calls and says he's coming out to check on us. Cool. Guess I'll stay.
Boss shows up and we chat and talk about how this tourney isn't exactly going as planned but we're going to make the best of it. HotHead then decides to answer his phone in front of the boss (totally not supposed to do that..) and even as my boss is saying nice dude..breaking the rules, he has a full conversation. What?? umm HELLO! Boss goes, meh, he's fine, he's one of our best anyway and he's graduating soon. It's senioritis. …You're kidding me...And they wonder why he's not my favorite but he does do the job well and so I can't help but have him out there. I need him and he knows it. Damn.
I leave and take a nap then head back out for the last game so I can help clean up and just make sure that this hell of a weekend is officially over.
So us three are out there hanging in the kubota, watching/not really watching baseball. We talk mostly and somehow we got on the topic of family. I explained how I'm pretty much the spitting image of my mother and HotHead goes "Yeah you are. I've met your mom."
Ha. funny. Your mom jokes were so 9th grade dude. No you have not met my mom.
he goes, ya I did. She's blonde and about your height and that's all I remember but I've met her. I'm still not believing him when he goes, I met you too before school. It was in March when you came for that one weekend and Shane took you to see the rugby game.
Oh snap. He's right! He has met my mom! Yikes.
I go wait..I don't remember you at all! Really you were there and you remember me? He goes gee thanks, ya I met you, and I remember you. You blew me off and just said 'hi' and kinda moved on. I thought you were a total bitch.
WHAT?!?
That's 3 different times now that I've heard of staff thinking I was some crazy strict biotch from California.
"YOU started that rumor?! Well gee thanks butt-head, that's rude! You didn't even know me!"
"Well you didn't make a good first impression."
"It was 5 days after I crashed my bike so badly I had to be rushed to the hospital with a concussion…I was so high on pain killers and drugs I don't remember I whole lot of that trip anyway let alone the people I briefly met."
"Oh. I didn't know that, I'm sorry. But ya I thought that, past tense. I don't think that now."
He went on to say how it was actually kinda started by one of the old employees, who graduated, had said I was mean and awful. They were there for my interview though and that really surprised me. But from what HotHead said, they hated me. A lot. Like straight up mean-girls status and had most of the staff really not looking forward to having me around. But I do remember on that trip they had acted very nice and showed me and my mom around. They even suggested some places that would be convenient to live and where they had liked to go out at, and even offered to take me out with him/her that weekend.
Well. I guess there are still some awful people out here, even in the midwest where everyone claims to have it just so dandy and that everyone is nice and it's all sunshine and corn fields and who would ever want to live in California where the people are mean and rude and have road rage.
BUT BEING TWO FACED!?? YA THATS TOTALLY OK
fake slores.
sorry. it's my blog though and you do not have to read it.
So apparently I came in with a really big preconceived notion that I was just the boss from hell and that it was going to be a terrible time for the staff. And out of the people who have told me about the rumor, they all have said they definitely don't believe that now. I guess maybe I shouldn't be so worried about what other people think anyway but I had a great relationship with my old bosses and I want that for my staff here. And so far I think I've proven myself worthy. and yeah we joke a lot and I enjoy hanging with them outside of work but they always get the job done. Last weekend when I wasn't around and had about 6,000 other things going on, one of the guys really stepped up and handled it. He did a really good job and I'm very thankful that I can depend on my staff. And I HIGHLY doubt that if they hated me, they would work so hard or go above and beyond what they are asked to do. If that makes me a crazy biotch then call me the biggest biotch there ever was.
So take that! *insert me sticking my tongue out, wagging my fingers on top of my head and going neener neener*
To be continued!
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