6:45am-Cell phone alarm goes off. Hit the snooze button on my touch screen phone. Touch screen is not working. Stupid phone freezes up. Turn on my lamp on my night stand so I can take out the battery in my phone to restart it. Need to make sure that the snooze button is on.
6:53am-Finally get my phone to act right. Confirm that my snooze is still set.
6:55am-Cell phone alarm goes off.
7:03am-Turn on the news to watch more depressing world issues. Get in the shower.
7:15am-In front of the mirror, trying to figure out what to do with this "mop" that is on top of my head. Contemplating if I should just shave it and not care anymore.
7:16am-Laugh at myself because I know I'm too vain to ever shave my head.
7:45-Finally manage to do something with this mop to resemble a hair style. Hop into my outfit for the day.
8:00am-Do my makeup while drinking my morning coffee.
8:15am-Finished with getting ready. Now, I look at the clock. I do not leave until 8:30am. I timed my route just right to make it in time for work.
8:28am:still waiting
8:30am: Get in my car. Start to drive to work.
8:42am: Just gave some an old lady the finger because she cut me off. I have really bad road rage. "Where did this traffic come from?"
8:47am: Feel bad because I flipped off the old lady.
8:49am: See the old lady again and she cuts me off...... AGAIN!! She must not have seen me the first time. Made sure she saw me the second.
8:55am-Drive up to my job and try to parallel park. Finally do. I think about the day I am going to have. 1 tear slowly falls down my cheek.
8:56am-I get out of my car. I don't have time to lock my door before a resident comes up to me to put in a work order that they feel like is an emergency. Resident tells me that they lost a single blind in their living room. Demands that a maintenance worker goes to their apartment ASAP.
9:00am-Finally get in the office. Look at my desk. Seems like overnight, my inbox tripled in size
9:05am-Send out our vacancies report via text message to my two owners and manager. I do not get reimburse for this.
9:10am-Get an angry phone call from a resident whose apartment got broken into the night before. Manager is not in. Since I'm the assistant manger, I try to take the call.
9:12am- Angry resident doesn't want to talk to me. Angry resident wants to talk to someone "who can help her". According to her, I am not qualified to help her. Ask her if she filed a police report. She says no. She wants to know how to do that.
9:22am-Get another phone call from another resident. They're upset because their car got broken into.
10:05am-Get a call from a resident who says that her neighbor is snoring too loudly, and she cannot hear her favorite show, The View. Demands that I have them stop.
10:10-Somebody comes in looking for a 3 bedroom apartment. "Sorry" we tell her. Our largest apartment is a 2 bedroom. She tells us that we're no help to her, and storms off.
10:15am-Get a call from someone who wants to know if we accept Section 8. We do not. She wants to know who does. Spend about 10 minutes on the phone with her, trying to explain to her why we don't accept Section 8 vouchers.
10:22am-My manager comes in. Wants me to fax something for him. He passes the fax machine, and waits for me to finish up with my 3 phone calls. He gives me the rebate form request to fax for him... For his new personal laptop. While I'm faxing "his personal documents" he reminds me of the report that is due at 10:30am. "Its already on your desk" I tell him. I inwardly enjoy that he has nothing to say about that.
10:35am-Hear my manager take credit for the report that I did. I should be use to this by now, but it still surprises me.
11:00am- I have 5 move outs. I have to go inspect the units, and do my reports.
11:10am-Get a call from my manager on my cell while I'm inspecting units. He needs for me to come to the office ASAP. I stop what I'm doing and immediately go see what he needs.
He wants me to check the fax machine to see if a certain company "responded" to his "rebate" question for his personal computer. I check the fax machine, while wondering why he didn't ask the 3 other people who are in the office to check the fax machine, since they were not doing nothing.
11:15am-Go back out to inspect the units. I get stopped in the hall by a resident. He wants to put in a work order. I tell him that if he goes to the office, he can put it in there with the leasing agents. I also tell him that the maintenance supervisor is in the office as well. The resident tells me that he doesn't want to go to the office. According to him, he hates my manager, and doesn't want to have to deal with him.
11:22am- I go to the office to put in the work order for the resident. I get stop by the manager. He wants me to goggle the number to the corporate office where he got his "personal computer". He needs me to "google" the number ASAP because he waited to long, and today is the last day to request his rebate.
11:25am-Get a call from our corporate office. They need my move out reports. I tell my manager, hoping he will take up some of the slack, and "google" himself, especially since I'm stopping my work to be his personal assistant. He tells me that he needs the number to the corporate office where he got his personal computer ASAP. He then reminds me that he's my manager, and I work for him.. Not our corporate office. I guess his personal issue trumps my reports.
11:35-Go back to inspect the units but I get stop by another resident. Another noise complaint. I go talk to the people who think that they can blast their enormous surround sound stereo system before noon.
Noon-Finally get done with my inspections. Send the reports to the corporate office via email.
12:02pm- Manager calls me into his office. He wants me to talk to the leasing agents. He thinks they're talking about him. He wants me to find out why.
12:10pm-Talk to the leasing agents. They look at me like I'm crazy
12:20pm-Go talk to my manager. As I'm talking to him his cell rings. He answers without saying excuse me. Demands that I leave and close the door. I over hear him say "What's up Fool" as I close the door. I hope that's his friend that he's talking to.
12:40pm-Manager finally calls me back in. He says, "Well". I tell him that they wasn't talking about him. He looks at me and says, "Thanks for nothing".
12:55pm- I am talking to a vendor that I have been trying to get in contact with for weeks. We need our pool supplies. Manager comes out of his office and he rudely cuts in my conversation with the pool vendor. He tells me that he now needs for me to give him driving directions from our office to a local Red Lobster Restaurant.
12:58pm-As my manager walks out of the office, two young gentlemen walk in. My manager stops them and demands to know what they are doing there. They tell him that they're looking for a 2 bedroom to rent.
1:00pm-One of the leasing agents helps the two gentlemen. Shows them our 2 bedroom apartment.
1:15pm- They apply for our 2 bedroom.
1:23pm-One of the leasing agents calls the manager to let him know that two applications are in our qualifying system and wants to discuss it, since he has finally approval. The two gentlemen want to move in the same day.
1:25pm-Leasing agent tells me that the manger wants to speak to me. I take the phone call. He ask me if its the same guys that he saw when he was leaving. "Yes" I say. He gets mad at me, and ask why would I have the leasing agent even waste his time by calling him. He denies the applications. He never asked about their credit or income. He never even asked their names.
2:00pm-Finally get to go to lunch. As I'm walking to my car, I get stopped by another resident. They have a complaint.... About my manager.
2:15pm-I get a call on my cell. My manager is not back yet, but he wants me to check his personal email to see if his rebate slipped came in. I tell him I'm at lunch. He hangs up in my face.
2:51pm-My manager calls me again on my cell to see if I'm back from lunch. I tell him I left a 2:00pm. He ask if I'm near a computer. "No" I tell him. At least he says "fine" before he hangs up on me.
3:00pm-My manager calls. He demands that I check his email now. I do. Tell him that I do not see any rebate form. He yells something rude and hangs up.
3:00-5:48pm-I'm in auto pilot mode. I finish all my reports.
5:50pm-My manager walks back in...from lunch. He calls one of the owners. I overhear him tell the owner that he was busy walking the property all day and that he got all the reports done. Snaps his fingers at me. I hand him over the reports....... that I spent the day working on.. The same report that he just took credit for!
5:55pm-I'm about to walk into his office. I'm going to finally do it. I'm going to QUIT!! I have my list of things to get off my chest. I'm about to let him know how I really feel about him and this job. I feel like a pit bull, ready to attack.
5:57pm-As I'm walking into his office, my cell rings. Another collector. I do an "about-face" and walk right back out of his office. I suddenly turn into an submissive puppy.
6:00pm-I'm locking the front door to the office. A resident comes running up. Tells me that they have a package that they need to get.
6:02pm-The manager walks out as we're walking back in. He looks as me, and tells me that he is not approving this overtime while rolling his eyes. The resident shakes his head at him. He doesn't like my manager either.
6:10pm-Finally, I'm on my way home. I try not to think about my job while I'm driving home. I keep an eye out for "Miss I'm Going to Cut You Off Because I'm an Old Driver". I'm almost sad that I don't see her.
6:30pm-Walk in the front door of my apartment. In my mind, I'm greeted with a husband or live in boyfriend. He has our dinner ready, and the tub filled with bubbles. Instead, I'm greeted with a quiet, empty, lonely apartment.
6:35pm-Call my mother in the Midwest because I know if I don't report in at a certain time, she'll have the police, fire department, FBI, CIA and the First Lady at my door, looking for me.
6:45pm-Sit on my couch and let my mind not think for a few minutes.
6:46pm-Laugh at myself for thinking I can do that. I really need to google ADD. Turn on my computer. I need to blog about my day.
7:00pm-Computer is still booting up.
7:15pm-Still waiting on my computer. Go look in the fridge for something to eat. "Damn, pay day is still another 4 days away". Peanut butter and jelly will have to do.
7:17pm-Realize I don't have any bread. So, I am eating peanut butter and jelly on a hot dog bun. I'm so proud of myself!!
7:20pm-Computer finally starts up, but then shuts down by itself.
7:35-Try to start the computer again. It sounds like it might work this time.
7:45pm-Run across an old pay stub from when I had a career. "I used to make good money" I scream out. I'm briefly contemplating jumping out the window of my 3rd story apartment. I realize that its not high enough, and I don't have health insurance.And, I'm sure that my manager will never give me the time off to heal in the hospital.
8:00pm-Computer is finally working. Start blogging. Computer crashes after an hour of writing. Nothing got posted. A single tear falls down my cheek.
9:05pm-Give up on writing, and finally take a shower. Wash a few dishes.
10:00pm-Talk to a few friends to vent about my day. They laugh. Thinks its funny and cute when I get mad. That makes me madder.
11:00pm-Watch some TV. Fantasize for awhile about what it'll be like to have a different life.
12:15am-Finally drift off to sleep.
2:00am-Body wakes me up. I can rarely sleep during the night.
3:00am-Wondering what bill I can go without paying so that I can get this must have item that I see on this infomercial.
3:05-Realize that I can't even afford to eat, let along purchase something from an infomercial.
4:00am-Beg my body to fall asleep.
4:35-Finally fall asleep.
6:45am-Cell phone alarm goes off.Try to press the snooze button. Touch screen freezes up again.
Ok, I know my life isn't that interesting. At least you have a little bit more understanding of why it takes me so long to post blogs. If I could, I would do at least one everyday.
6:53am-Finally get my phone to act right. Confirm that my snooze is still set.
6:55am-Cell phone alarm goes off.
7:03am-Turn on the news to watch more depressing world issues. Get in the shower.
7:15am-In front of the mirror, trying to figure out what to do with this "mop" that is on top of my head. Contemplating if I should just shave it and not care anymore.
7:16am-Laugh at myself because I know I'm too vain to ever shave my head.
7:45-Finally manage to do something with this mop to resemble a hair style. Hop into my outfit for the day.
8:00am-Do my makeup while drinking my morning coffee.
8:15am-Finished with getting ready. Now, I look at the clock. I do not leave until 8:30am. I timed my route just right to make it in time for work.
8:28am:still waiting
8:30am: Get in my car. Start to drive to work.
8:42am: Just gave some an old lady the finger because she cut me off. I have really bad road rage. "Where did this traffic come from?"
8:47am: Feel bad because I flipped off the old lady.
8:49am: See the old lady again and she cuts me off...... AGAIN!! She must not have seen me the first time. Made sure she saw me the second.
8:55am-Drive up to my job and try to parallel park. Finally do. I think about the day I am going to have. 1 tear slowly falls down my cheek.
8:56am-I get out of my car. I don't have time to lock my door before a resident comes up to me to put in a work order that they feel like is an emergency. Resident tells me that they lost a single blind in their living room. Demands that a maintenance worker goes to their apartment ASAP.
9:00am-Finally get in the office. Look at my desk. Seems like overnight, my inbox tripled in size
9:05am-Send out our vacancies report via text message to my two owners and manager. I do not get reimburse for this.
9:10am-Get an angry phone call from a resident whose apartment got broken into the night before. Manager is not in. Since I'm the assistant manger, I try to take the call.
9:12am- Angry resident doesn't want to talk to me. Angry resident wants to talk to someone "who can help her". According to her, I am not qualified to help her. Ask her if she filed a police report. She says no. She wants to know how to do that.
9:22am-Get another phone call from another resident. They're upset because their car got broken into.
10:05am-Get a call from a resident who says that her neighbor is snoring too loudly, and she cannot hear her favorite show, The View. Demands that I have them stop.
10:10-Somebody comes in looking for a 3 bedroom apartment. "Sorry" we tell her. Our largest apartment is a 2 bedroom. She tells us that we're no help to her, and storms off.
10:15am-Get a call from someone who wants to know if we accept Section 8. We do not. She wants to know who does. Spend about 10 minutes on the phone with her, trying to explain to her why we don't accept Section 8 vouchers.
10:22am-My manager comes in. Wants me to fax something for him. He passes the fax machine, and waits for me to finish up with my 3 phone calls. He gives me the rebate form request to fax for him... For his new personal laptop. While I'm faxing "his personal documents" he reminds me of the report that is due at 10:30am. "Its already on your desk" I tell him. I inwardly enjoy that he has nothing to say about that.
10:35am-Hear my manager take credit for the report that I did. I should be use to this by now, but it still surprises me.
11:00am- I have 5 move outs. I have to go inspect the units, and do my reports.
11:10am-Get a call from my manager on my cell while I'm inspecting units. He needs for me to come to the office ASAP. I stop what I'm doing and immediately go see what he needs.
He wants me to check the fax machine to see if a certain company "responded" to his "rebate" question for his personal computer. I check the fax machine, while wondering why he didn't ask the 3 other people who are in the office to check the fax machine, since they were not doing nothing.
11:15am-Go back out to inspect the units. I get stopped in the hall by a resident. He wants to put in a work order. I tell him that if he goes to the office, he can put it in there with the leasing agents. I also tell him that the maintenance supervisor is in the office as well. The resident tells me that he doesn't want to go to the office. According to him, he hates my manager, and doesn't want to have to deal with him.
11:22am- I go to the office to put in the work order for the resident. I get stop by the manager. He wants me to goggle the number to the corporate office where he got his "personal computer". He needs me to "google" the number ASAP because he waited to long, and today is the last day to request his rebate.
11:25am-Get a call from our corporate office. They need my move out reports. I tell my manager, hoping he will take up some of the slack, and "google" himself, especially since I'm stopping my work to be his personal assistant. He tells me that he needs the number to the corporate office where he got his personal computer ASAP. He then reminds me that he's my manager, and I work for him.. Not our corporate office. I guess his personal issue trumps my reports.
11:35-Go back to inspect the units but I get stop by another resident. Another noise complaint. I go talk to the people who think that they can blast their enormous surround sound stereo system before noon.
Noon-Finally get done with my inspections. Send the reports to the corporate office via email.
12:02pm- Manager calls me into his office. He wants me to talk to the leasing agents. He thinks they're talking about him. He wants me to find out why.
12:10pm-Talk to the leasing agents. They look at me like I'm crazy
12:20pm-Go talk to my manager. As I'm talking to him his cell rings. He answers without saying excuse me. Demands that I leave and close the door. I over hear him say "What's up Fool" as I close the door. I hope that's his friend that he's talking to.
12:40pm-Manager finally calls me back in. He says, "Well". I tell him that they wasn't talking about him. He looks at me and says, "Thanks for nothing".
12:55pm- I am talking to a vendor that I have been trying to get in contact with for weeks. We need our pool supplies. Manager comes out of his office and he rudely cuts in my conversation with the pool vendor. He tells me that he now needs for me to give him driving directions from our office to a local Red Lobster Restaurant.
12:58pm-As my manager walks out of the office, two young gentlemen walk in. My manager stops them and demands to know what they are doing there. They tell him that they're looking for a 2 bedroom to rent.
1:00pm-One of the leasing agents helps the two gentlemen. Shows them our 2 bedroom apartment.
1:15pm- They apply for our 2 bedroom.
1:23pm-One of the leasing agents calls the manager to let him know that two applications are in our qualifying system and wants to discuss it, since he has finally approval. The two gentlemen want to move in the same day.
1:25pm-Leasing agent tells me that the manger wants to speak to me. I take the phone call. He ask me if its the same guys that he saw when he was leaving. "Yes" I say. He gets mad at me, and ask why would I have the leasing agent even waste his time by calling him. He denies the applications. He never asked about their credit or income. He never even asked their names.
2:00pm-Finally get to go to lunch. As I'm walking to my car, I get stopped by another resident. They have a complaint.... About my manager.
2:15pm-I get a call on my cell. My manager is not back yet, but he wants me to check his personal email to see if his rebate slipped came in. I tell him I'm at lunch. He hangs up in my face.
2:51pm-My manager calls me again on my cell to see if I'm back from lunch. I tell him I left a 2:00pm. He ask if I'm near a computer. "No" I tell him. At least he says "fine" before he hangs up on me.
3:00pm-My manager calls. He demands that I check his email now. I do. Tell him that I do not see any rebate form. He yells something rude and hangs up.
3:00-5:48pm-I'm in auto pilot mode. I finish all my reports.
5:50pm-My manager walks back in...from lunch. He calls one of the owners. I overhear him tell the owner that he was busy walking the property all day and that he got all the reports done. Snaps his fingers at me. I hand him over the reports....... that I spent the day working on.. The same report that he just took credit for!
5:55pm-I'm about to walk into his office. I'm going to finally do it. I'm going to QUIT!! I have my list of things to get off my chest. I'm about to let him know how I really feel about him and this job. I feel like a pit bull, ready to attack.
5:57pm-As I'm walking into his office, my cell rings. Another collector. I do an "about-face" and walk right back out of his office. I suddenly turn into an submissive puppy.
6:00pm-I'm locking the front door to the office. A resident comes running up. Tells me that they have a package that they need to get.
6:02pm-The manager walks out as we're walking back in. He looks as me, and tells me that he is not approving this overtime while rolling his eyes. The resident shakes his head at him. He doesn't like my manager either.
6:10pm-Finally, I'm on my way home. I try not to think about my job while I'm driving home. I keep an eye out for "Miss I'm Going to Cut You Off Because I'm an Old Driver". I'm almost sad that I don't see her.
6:30pm-Walk in the front door of my apartment. In my mind, I'm greeted with a husband or live in boyfriend. He has our dinner ready, and the tub filled with bubbles. Instead, I'm greeted with a quiet, empty, lonely apartment.
6:35pm-Call my mother in the Midwest because I know if I don't report in at a certain time, she'll have the police, fire department, FBI, CIA and the First Lady at my door, looking for me.
6:45pm-Sit on my couch and let my mind not think for a few minutes.
6:46pm-Laugh at myself for thinking I can do that. I really need to google ADD. Turn on my computer. I need to blog about my day.
7:00pm-Computer is still booting up.
7:15pm-Still waiting on my computer. Go look in the fridge for something to eat. "Damn, pay day is still another 4 days away". Peanut butter and jelly will have to do.
7:17pm-Realize I don't have any bread. So, I am eating peanut butter and jelly on a hot dog bun. I'm so proud of myself!!
7:20pm-Computer finally starts up, but then shuts down by itself.
7:35-Try to start the computer again. It sounds like it might work this time.
7:45pm-Run across an old pay stub from when I had a career. "I used to make good money" I scream out. I'm briefly contemplating jumping out the window of my 3rd story apartment. I realize that its not high enough, and I don't have health insurance.And, I'm sure that my manager will never give me the time off to heal in the hospital.
8:00pm-Computer is finally working. Start blogging. Computer crashes after an hour of writing. Nothing got posted. A single tear falls down my cheek.
9:05pm-Give up on writing, and finally take a shower. Wash a few dishes.
10:00pm-Talk to a few friends to vent about my day. They laugh. Thinks its funny and cute when I get mad. That makes me madder.
11:00pm-Watch some TV. Fantasize for awhile about what it'll be like to have a different life.
12:15am-Finally drift off to sleep.
2:00am-Body wakes me up. I can rarely sleep during the night.
3:00am-Wondering what bill I can go without paying so that I can get this must have item that I see on this infomercial.
3:05-Realize that I can't even afford to eat, let along purchase something from an infomercial.
4:00am-Beg my body to fall asleep.
4:35-Finally fall asleep.
6:45am-Cell phone alarm goes off.Try to press the snooze button. Touch screen freezes up again.
Ok, I know my life isn't that interesting. At least you have a little bit more understanding of why it takes me so long to post blogs. If I could, I would do at least one everyday.
