Routine

There's nothing new going on here these days. At least, no big changes have occured. Here's a short recap of the last few days (three to be exact) we've been living here in windy (that's right, not sunny, but windy, as the outer winds of Hurricane Ike are being a bothersome force to consider) Fort Lauderdale. On tuesday, there was a slight change in programme as we did computer training that we started earlier. Being past the explanation of "operating a pointing device" we spent the day learning a lot about the aspects and functions of the central Rooms Division system that deals with guest information for check-ins, check-outs and people "In House", with all options for that. Information regarding statuses of all rooms available, past and future statuses of that, frequent guest information and requests and anything else you might need to look up to be of assistance. Learned a lot, repeated a lot of things we already knew, and almost got headaches from all the reading on the screen.
Honestly, the training itself is a bit of a pain, as it's all explanation and just following steps instead of really being able to browse around the entire program and try things for yourself, which, I think, would help more. We'll get to that later though, and I'm already trying to just mess around in the office with the real program (always pressing Discard and Cancel, don't worry, I'm not screwing things up, yet). That evening I did nothing much in my room, put my purchases Chicken Tika Massala in the microwave (got that from the proper food store we went to with Patricia "mum" Restrepo). Found another new album, the debut from Hollywood Undead. Those guys got 44 MILLION!! plays on Myspace since they started that, and I can understand why. They've got rock/pop/hiphop/gangsta rap all on one single album with 14 songs. I even like their gangster stuff, while lyrics about "bitches with fake tits" usually leave me searching for the "Next" button.

On wednesday we woke up nicely with a breakfast part of the International Housekeeping Week. That's right. We're being treated right! Ate French toast before work. Who'd have though? I'll definately be making that in the kitchen of our house soon.
That day during work we got a change of pace as Bart was Houseman, providing clean linen to all storages on each floor, and keeping the corridors clean, and I was Runner. That means you're acting upon all guest requests within a set amount of time.
If guests request extra packs of tea with sugar, or a little crib for their child, you get that from the storage and bring it to them. It allows for some interaction, and if you're lucky, tips from the guests. Unfortunately, with the low room occupancy we have, there wasn't much for me to do, so I went looking for chores, helping people if I could and just making hours pass easy.

That night we went out to eat at PF Chang's again. With the three of us this time as we decided to let Yatha experience how awesome that restaurant is, first hand.
Had those lettuce rolls again for starters, together with some tuna that I even liked (it was just like beef carpaccio, really) and chicken flatbread.

Took Dali Chicken as a main course, one of the spicier chicken variations they have. It's prepared with red peppers and I think there was a hint of sambal too. Bart had Beef with Brocolli, which was a nice change from my burning chicken. It was nice and sweet, proper meat for me to eat.
Yatha went for seafood yet again, Hot Fish, that I decided not to try. As ever, the dishes were accompanied with rice, and I tried to eat most with chopsticks again, but I'm glad they've got forks there too, unlike at the Sushi Rock from last week.
We'll definately be back at that restaurant yet again.

Today, thursday, we had another Housekeeping Breakfast, burritos they got at McDonalds together with juices (orange and apple). After that it was back to our routine work of checking rooms on floors again. A lot of vacant rooms, and little action in general. Had some fun with the ladies cleaning the rooms on my floors, as I helped them out at times. Got to watch how one of them transformed a Starbucks cup into this dustpan-and-brush combination to clean the balcony of a certain room.
Speaking of certain rooms, I now know why they call suites, suites. That's because they are SWEET! Went to check the presidential suite, #224, and was completely knocked over. It was huge, with amazing furniture, and this awesome master bedroom and bathroom. Next to that, it has a private entrance to the garage so that leaving and entering of celebrities can be done without much hassle. Loved that part of the hotel so much.

Tomorrow we'll do some more routine work. Get some more Housekeeping treats (I forgot to mention we had these great Haagen Dasz ice cream, Magnum style. These were way better than Magnums, actually) and then, get paid! Payday tomorrow, my first hard-earned dollars, yay!

And to complete the routine entry, here's Thirteen Senses' video for "The Salt Wound Routine".