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Things have been getting majorly FUBAR'd up here since they sold the golf club. Everybody is walking around like they are on glass, and most are half assing their jobs, cause they all figure they are the next to go...



The company that bought us out, and whom I might add SWORE they would keep everybody that wanted to stay, have already fired:



The General Manager- a man who started with the club as a CADDY, and in those 13 years worked his way up to general manager. You just can't replace that kind of specific knowledge, no matter what.



Several other managers, who had been there for 8+ years.



One of the sales ladies.



One comptroller, and one who quit when she found out about the other "layoffs".



Several people at the Academy have either been fired, quit, or been reassigned to other positions.



Several people from the clubhouse who are now covering both the country club AND the gold academy.



Eddy Wong (the guy who hired me, supported me when I wanted to make things work better, AND wanted to promote me to head bartender with the accompanying raise) has quit. Seems he can't stand the stress of waiting for the other shoe to drop where he is concerned, and since he has already had 2 heart attacks working there, I can hardly fault him for leaving. But he was my go to guy, and I hate that he is gone. He had been there over 10 years, and probably knows more than anyone about the ins and outrs of that place. All that experience, gone.



Suffice it to say, that my promotion and raise went with him.



Andrew is gone- he was going to take over the restuarant management at Hazards (the golf academy restaurant) because he couldn't get the hours he needed at the country club. NOw "due to family and health reasons" who knows where he is. And I just got him trained...



My stuff is finally here- of course it showed up a couple of weeks ago, and I had to work, so Scott had to supervise the stashing of several TONS of antigues and whatnot into a 10 x 15 storage room....bless his heart.



The guy from Westcan, the people who are doing my PR paperwork, FINALLY called..



My "Landing ceremony" has been scheduled for this coming Friday, May 1. I can't think of a better way to celebrate May Day then spending it surrounded by most of my family, finally becoming a legitimate Canadian, after two years, eight months, one week, and 2 days. Yes pepole, government paperwork and the ensuing crapola reigns supreme here just as much as there....



I swear, I am going to the border crossing where that bitch was SO nasty to me, and flip her the finger from THIS side...bitch.



So I contacted the guy at Transat holidays, the guys I get to book my hard earned, $4000 vacation through, courtesy of work. I told the guy I wanted to book it for October (there is no way we are going to have time to go before golf season opens May 5) and he said their calender wasn't open that far ahead yet. So he sent me an email stating that there was no time limit on when I had to book our vacation anymore, which was a HUGE help to me under the circumstances.



So, after much consideration, Scott and I had narrowed it down to 5 resorts.



One is in Jamaica, where THEIR airport just had an armed man walk on board, and threaten a plane full of Canadians.



The other four are all in Mexico. Need I say more?



Jesus, Ther eARE no words sometimes....

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Elemental
15:03 Apr 29 2009

Kudos on a Landing Day Ceremony!!! :)

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A woman and her boyfriend are out having a few drinks. While they're sitting there having a good time together, she starts talking about this

really great new drink.



The more she talks about it, the more excited she gets, and starts trying to talk her boyfriend into having one. After a while he gives in and lets her order the drink for him. The Bartender brings the drink and puts the following items on the bar:



A salt shaker,

A shot of Baileys,

A shot of lime juice.



The boyfriend looks at the items quizzically and the woman explains.

First you put a bit of the salt on your tongue,

Next you drink the shot of Baileys and hold it in your mouth,

And finally you drink the lime juice.

So, the boyfriend, trying to go along and please her, goes for it.

He puts the salt on his tongue........salty but OK..

He drinks the shot of Baileys and holds it in his mouth........smooth,

Rich, cool, very pleasant. He thinks........this is OK.





Finally he picks up the lime juice and drinks it.

1. In one second the sharp lime taste hits..

2. At two seconds the Baileys curdles.....

3. At three seconds the salty, curdled taste & mucous-like consistency hits.....

4. At four seconds it feels as if he has a mouth full of nasty snot.

This triggers his gag reflex, but being manly, and not wanting to disappoint his girlfriend, he swallows the now foul tasting drink.



When he finally chokes it down he turns to his girlfriend, and says, Jesus what do you call that drink?'



She smiles widely at him and says, 'Blow Job Revenge.'

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chrysanthemia
21:06 Apr 25 2009

Oh wow. Does that really happen? That's. Bizarre.

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LordVlkodlak
04:58 Apr 26 2009

Is that what we also call a 'cement mixer'?

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LadyChordewa
05:53 Apr 26 2009

LOL. That's awesome lol.

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Elemental
16:07 Apr 26 2009

I could see you doing it with such Southern grace too. :)

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RedQueen
21:44 Apr 26 2009

A cement mixer doesn't have the salt part, but yes, it is basically the same. And YES, I did to some asshole and his buddies who knocked over my brand new beer, and refused to buy me another- so I bought them a round, with my thanks, and waited.....



One made it out the front door before puking

One made it to the nathroom

One puked THERE



pussies.....

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Khayman
02:26 Apr 29 2009

... Which is exactly why you are my hero. :-)

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