...and we do as we're told. I honestly knew when I took this job that I wouldn't get the holidays off this year. I hadn't quite been expecting to be working overtime around Christmas. There's a Congressional mandate that all checked luggage will be being screened before the end of the year. This means more training, during one of the busiest travel times of the year.
But, we understand that, to a certain extent. I mean, we got annoyed and asked why we couldn't be granted an extension, it being the holidays and all. (Mainly we're annoyed that they didn't start us sooner, but we cant' do anything abuot that.) But when we were asked to volunteer for extra work days, we volunteered like good little soldiers. (Partly because we knew if we didn't the hours would be assigned, but whatever..)
But today we ended up being told to man our makeshift extra lane during time periods when there _were_no_ passengers, getting called back from our breaks to work, because the press was there with cameras. _That_ began to piss us off. We're not a frikkin dog-and-pony show. We still joked around, saying we were putting the best-looking people on the extra lane to represent us on the 6 o'clock news - I think joking is how many of us deal with stress.
Our Christmas party was fun, though. We definetly have "bonded in a way unusual to most work places" as the flyer said. At any rate, nobody got in any fights.;)
I danced a lot - I started the dancing, and nobody is going to let me forget it for the rest of time. They're all very complimentary about it, at least. My buddy, N., complained that he wanted more dancing, but I remarked that he left just after I started: "Now, is there a connection there? I start dancing and you _leave_?" "No no! I could have watched that all night!" "You're not supposed to _watch_, you're supposed to _dance_!" The DJ sucked, though - he killed the dancing with 3 slow songs in a row, followed by a karaoke.
We do have two very good karaoke singers - one guy claims he did it professionally, at one time, when karaoke was just beginning, helping to sell the machines. He's a showman - his summer job is running a booth at Old Orchard Beach, guessing people's weight, age and birthday within 2 months. (He was very off on my age, though, guessing me much younger. Most people do.)
However, our cute little bi-lesbian cop singing karaoke - "I want to fuck you like an animal!" (NIN "Closer") was a show-stopper.;) She likes to shock for attention... Too bad, because I find her very attractive, other than that. Maybe I could get around that. And, hey, she's not exactly my co-worker, I could potentially date her.
But, we understand that, to a certain extent. I mean, we got annoyed and asked why we couldn't be granted an extension, it being the holidays and all. (Mainly we're annoyed that they didn't start us sooner, but we cant' do anything abuot that.) But when we were asked to volunteer for extra work days, we volunteered like good little soldiers. (Partly because we knew if we didn't the hours would be assigned, but whatever..)
But today we ended up being told to man our makeshift extra lane during time periods when there _were_no_ passengers, getting called back from our breaks to work, because the press was there with cameras. _That_ began to piss us off. We're not a frikkin dog-and-pony show. We still joked around, saying we were putting the best-looking people on the extra lane to represent us on the 6 o'clock news - I think joking is how many of us deal with stress.
Our Christmas party was fun, though. We definetly have "bonded in a way unusual to most work places" as the flyer said. At any rate, nobody got in any fights.;)
I danced a lot - I started the dancing, and nobody is going to let me forget it for the rest of time. They're all very complimentary about it, at least. My buddy, N., complained that he wanted more dancing, but I remarked that he left just after I started: "Now, is there a connection there? I start dancing and you _leave_?" "No no! I could have watched that all night!" "You're not supposed to _watch_, you're supposed to _dance_!" The DJ sucked, though - he killed the dancing with 3 slow songs in a row, followed by a karaoke.
We do have two very good karaoke singers - one guy claims he did it professionally, at one time, when karaoke was just beginning, helping to sell the machines. He's a showman - his summer job is running a booth at Old Orchard Beach, guessing people's weight, age and birthday within 2 months. (He was very off on my age, though, guessing me much younger. Most people do.)
However, our cute little bi-lesbian cop singing karaoke - "I want to fuck you like an animal!" (NIN "Closer") was a show-stopper.;) She likes to shock for attention... Too bad, because I find her very attractive, other than that. Maybe I could get around that. And, hey, she's not exactly my co-worker, I could potentially date her.