The Weekend ... 35 and 34
This weekend I have been doing the usual things with the wife. Practising my dulcimer ... we went to the movies and enjoyed a nice lunch at Bahama Breeze. We had some gift certificates to to help ease the burden of the bill. Yoko likes to look at the hotel's holiday decorations and we have a tradition of going together, so this weekend saw the start of that. The movie we saw was Happy Feet." We had been putting it off until the crowds died down. Today I have just finished Yoko's photo calender, getting ready to turn it over to Kinkos.
So you can see I had plenty on my plate. Should of been to keep my mind off of things, but some how thoughts keep creeping in. I thought about the poor kid that was at our hotel for the first time. He had just been hired as a part time bellman/valet. Why are they doing that when they are getting rid of the majority of the part timers? I thought of Bob who after the 20 years I've known just lost his side business. I still don't know how he did this. He would get up 3:30 in the morning to fly a balloon ... almost every morning, and then work a full day at the hotel. Bob is the seinor guy at our property. In fact he claims they built the place around him. I think about Jim who has been there almost as long. Jim who fought throat cancer this year... fought his way back and has fought everyday for the strength to take care of his guests. I think of Karl, who after giving service to his country, has worked 17 years for the Mouse, all the while taking care of his mother. I'm thinking about about how this may be my last Christmas at the Conteporary and how I will miss Inez , Dale, Danny and Carol. It isn't what I want to think about ... but it keeps a coming and I guess you can't stop the inevitable.
Still ... perhaps I can't help but feel a little sorry for myself. But I heard something today that has put it all into perspective. My buddy Jim whom I have known, since he was in high school and I was teaching at a youth center, told me that he is being dispatch to a convoy unit in Iraq. He should be close to retirement. I may not see my benifits but if he doesn't see them it's because he's given his life for us.
Mindfull, I still think what they are doing is wrong and will stick to my guns until prooven otherwise.
So you can see I had plenty on my plate. Should of been to keep my mind off of things, but some how thoughts keep creeping in. I thought about the poor kid that was at our hotel for the first time. He had just been hired as a part time bellman/valet. Why are they doing that when they are getting rid of the majority of the part timers? I thought of Bob who after the 20 years I've known just lost his side business. I still don't know how he did this. He would get up 3:30 in the morning to fly a balloon ... almost every morning, and then work a full day at the hotel. Bob is the seinor guy at our property. In fact he claims they built the place around him. I think about Jim who has been there almost as long. Jim who fought throat cancer this year... fought his way back and has fought everyday for the strength to take care of his guests. I think of Karl, who after giving service to his country, has worked 17 years for the Mouse, all the while taking care of his mother. I'm thinking about about how this may be my last Christmas at the Conteporary and how I will miss Inez , Dale, Danny and Carol. It isn't what I want to think about ... but it keeps a coming and I guess you can't stop the inevitable.
Still ... perhaps I can't help but feel a little sorry for myself. But I heard something today that has put it all into perspective. My buddy Jim whom I have known, since he was in high school and I was teaching at a youth center, told me that he is being dispatch to a convoy unit in Iraq. He should be close to retirement. I may not see my benifits but if he doesn't see them it's because he's given his life for us.
Mindfull, I still think what they are doing is wrong and will stick to my guns until prooven otherwise.
posted by Mhor Gunn at 4:49 PM
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