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Oh my word…I have never felt so awful in my life.  Scratch that…there was that time when I had bronchitis, strep throat, and aunt flo at the same time. Ick.  But back to the present.  The night before my flight from England, I felt nauseous and bolted to the bathroom.  That feeling and the nasty symptoms lasted 9 days.   I have been eating nothing but soup and toast.  No alcohol.  And no, that wasn’t a stutter, Shenae has had no alcohol for 9 days.  I did see a doctor and I will get some test results to just make sure it wasn’t anything serious.

Enough about that yucky stuff.  How is the employment situation, you ask?  Awful.  If I email my resume for another job, I am going to slit my wrists.  I got frustrated so I am going to some open houses next week.  Also, I emailed my resume to some placement agencies with the intention that they find employment for me.   I am hoping this works.

I am going on suffering through day 4 of Montezuma’s revenge. Oh holy Jesus, this is nasty stuff. After chatting on the phone, cleaning the apartment and watching all the shows saved on tivo, what’s a gal to do? In between the trips to the bathroom, lots of questions pop into my head. Since I have been “let go” from work, what do I do now? What is my ideal career? What am I going to accomplish? And how the fuck did I get the shitters in bloody England? I have been flirting with the idea of working as a housekeeper/cook or a house manager for a family or client for some time. I know without a doubt that I want to live in Europe, preferably London. Since I’m an American, it’s difficult to obtain a UK work visa. Next, I sadly contemplate working somewhere in the US: California, been there, done that; New York, born there, done that; Florida, fake people, nice weather. And that’s when I draw a blank. It’s like the last episode of the Sopranos, just nothing. And then I go to the bathroom…again…

An era has come to an end. The hotel has closed for renovations. Let me back track…we were operating while construction was going on for months. With only two bars open and an exceptionally small seating and dancing area, a lot of the staff was not making money. We had numerous complaints about the portable toilets, reduced entertainment area, and general dissatisfaction with the property. Translation: the port-a-pottys were nasty, the dance floor and the amount of tables were awful, and there was too much dust, debris and cockroaches! So health code compliance closed us initially because of having an open grill without a permit. It soon snowballed to being open while under construction, safety issues and plumbing. The managers and administrative staff were let go first, and then the servers, bartenders, bussers, etc. At least we received severance pay, but I feel bad for the hourly employees because they got nothing. Everyone else is job hunting and working on their resumes while I lay in bed, suffering from Montezuma’s revenge. I got it when I was in England, but more on that in another post.

What can I say about this poor, sad girl at the MTV VMA Awards? How about you suck. That’s right, you suck at lip-syncing and dancing. At least attempt to put feeling into your dance routine and your song. My goodness, Chris Brown is way younger than you and he blew it up. He lip-synced some of his performance and still turned it out. I don’t like Rhianna that much but she had some pipes when she sang tonight. But I digress…here is my list of Britney no-no’s:

• If you are going to wear a bra and panties on national television, go to the gym for at least 2 months before your performance. Next time try sucking it in for 3 minutes.
• If you want to make a comeback, don’t lip-sync. JLo performed 2 songs live at the Fashion Rocks concert and Alicia Keys turned the VMAs out with her song. Remember, you’re a singer?
• Get your hair did. We all know you chopped your locks off. You can afford a better weave than what I saw.

By the way…where were the mirrors and magic tricks that you were “collaborating” with Chriss Angel about? Yeah, just another excuse to drink, party and suck on lollipops. Tisk tisk, Brit.

So…what’s new? Well, this site for once. I have been working as a manager at a popular hot spot in South Beach for some time now. I work long days, and even longer nights. On my days off, I sleep, do laundry, grocery shopping and cleaning. Hence, the need to do something while lying in bed prompted me to update my site. And also, since I sometimes frustrate my friends with my complaints about work, I should write them here. More to come…