sugardeath

Moti-what now?

I currently lack any resemblance of an urge to write in this thing.  I dunno how much longer this will last, but it's already been a few days.  There's stuff I want to post about, but I just don't feel like posting.

I got sun-burned at work yesterday.  Sun-burned.  At a movie theatre.
Larry: Yeah, Zois wants you to go out and sweep the gravel around the trashcans and then go sweep-up by the wetlands preserve.
1) I was just outside sweeping.
2) We have a wetland preserve?
3) I just walked by Zois while sweeping up shit.  Can't he tell me himself?  He's the general manager.  He can tell everyone what to do.  But won't.  Why?  This is for another rant.

I spent a total of an hour and a half outside yesterday.  My face was red the rest of the day, seems to be slightly better today.  The back of my neck (as always) is a nice red.  My arms surprisingly didn't get burned and actually have a nice tinge of color to them.  We'll see how long that lasts.

Bill in booth needs to get seriously yelled at.  There was an employee+immediate family showing of the new Harry Potter in IMAX 3D (misleading, the last twenty minutes are in 3D).  The little semi-circle shadow thing went across the screen indicating that the 3D was supposed to start (if you've ever watched or sat in on a showing of IMAX Superman, you'll know quite well what I'm talking about).  Twenty minutes later another semi-circle shadow thing goes across the screen.  Waaaaiiit.  There was no 3D.  When the first shadow went across, there was supposed to be a green glasses icon on the bottom of the screen, indicating the audience to put on their 3D glasses.  There was no such thing.  Also, there should have been a seriously fucked up picture as the second film reel is being displayed on the same screen (slightly offset depending on the desired depth of the picture as well as at a different angle, even) as the first film reel (IMAX 3D is done with two film reels.  IMAX projecters really are interesting beasts).  We had a normal picture the entire time.  I was upset.  That was seriously the only reason I watched Harry Potter, for the 3D.  I will be getting a ton of questions about it.  The movie was blah, so I just wasted my time.  What garbage.  David and I saw Transformers again afterwards.  God I love that movie.

Larry and workJason got promoted to OC understudy last week.  Larry?  What?  Jason, ok.  He's awesome.  He totally deserves it.  Larry?  Not in hell.  Larry has been here maybe four years or so?  Five?  Jason has been here a year.  Larry got promoted to Usher Superviser at the same time I did.  Jason was hired when we got promoted.  May of two-thousand six.  Jason was promoted to Usher Superviser three months later with Christian, who will have been here three years in September (he was the first group of new-hires that I had seniority over).  Kevin, who got hired two months before I did, was pissed when Christian and Jason got the promotion and he didn't.  Sorry dude.  Seniority means jackshit.  They were both well qualified for the position.  Kevin finally got promoted last month.  Christian applied for the OC understudy.  He didn't get it yet.  He was livid that Jason got it.  I will say again, Jason is well qualified for the position.  Just because you've been here for almost three years and he's been here barely a year does not mean you will get promoted before him.  It IS very odd to see someone get promoted once three months after being hired and again a year after being hired.  Two promotions in one year.  To which I say, con-fucking-gratulations dude! Of all the applicants, he was the strongest candidate.  Larry was easily the weakest.  Why did Zois choose Larry? 

Why didn't you apply Tony?
I would have.  Trust me.  I totally would have.  Let me break it down, though:
1) I will be in school starting August 19th.
2) I have to quit at the end of the summer because I will be in Chicago for nine months and cannot come back every month.  Jessi can (she goes to Alma) and does come back every month, therefore she does not have to quit.  I cannot.  I will probably not come back for the October break.  The fact that Ford's homecoming and my October break lined up and that I was invited was sheer coincidence.  I worked one day that weekend.  I doubt I will come back for Thanksgiving, which I worked three days last year.  Christmas break, OK.  Perhaps.  Spring break?  Blah.  I can stay on campus, I think.  Easter?  Did not even work it last year.  The fact that I have to quit because of school does not make me look good for a promotion. 
3) I do not want to have to work directly under John Zois or Patrick Casey or Dan Van Deusen.  I cannot stand them.  I do not give this as a reason.
4) I will be quitting shortly.  Not because of school.  Because I cannot stand it there anymore.  No point in even trying anymore.  I do not give this as a reason.  Yet.

Previously, I would have jumped at the oppourtunity for promotion.  I would have loved to be an OC.  There's something to be said about not having to sell tickets or food or sweep up shit.  About actually managing people.  The "managing" we do as usher leads is a joke.  All the regular red shirts can do everything we do, most of them just don't give a shit.  But whatever.  Too late now.

Speaking of not giving a shit...  I had the two worst ushers Friday morning...  Corey and Emilio.  I never did get around to: yelling at Emilio for making out with his concessionist girlfriend in Transformers for half an hour while her friends waited for her so they could go home (she was their ride?); yelling at Corey for being a dumbshit and staring wide-eyed at theatre sixteen as people our opening the doors and pouring out just as he was to hed behind concession stand for something; yelling at Emilio for putting his broom down all the way at that end of the lobby and standing directly in the middle of the main lobby like a manager just staring at his performance schedule while it was clear that sixteen had indeed let out and Corey did indeed need help; letting Zois have a piece of my mind.

I think there will soon come a time when I do not care about ending relations with the theatre on bad terms.  Christian and I will have ALL night to talk about this, though.  Kevin actually came up to the two of us while we were raving about things and said "Do you guys want to walk out?  I'm thinking about it..."  Wow.  He just got promoted too.  I did not expect him to bring it up.  He won't do it alone, though.  None of us will.  Well, I will if nothing happens before I leave.  I have to.  There is some cowardice there, but mostly it's because it's going to be lame if it's only one or two people that go.  We need a few people.  We need lots of people.  We need it to be awesome.