The Obsessive Dilettante

One of the girls who was hired to do what I do when I’m not here quit without notice and everyone’s scrambling to cover next week because I’m like “hahaha no overtime thank you I am going out of town!”

It’s the slow season so we’re not too bothered, since I can barely find enough to do as it is. And I’m not crying about her leaving because she was really frustrating to work with and kept making serious mistakes even though I kept teaching her how to do it properly. She also told everyone where I hid a secret stash of pens (because no one can keep a pen here to save their lives and I need them for guests to fill out forms). It was a secret stash for a reason!

She also made me realize that a ten-year age-gap really makes a difference in terms of experience and responsibility, and even though I act like I’m allergic to responsibility, I am more of an adult than I give myself credit for.

Basically no tears for her quitting but not eager to see what kind of schedule I’ll have for the next couple of weeks until we can hire/train someone new.