"My hamster ate it"

I have been working at my job now for about 5 months. There are some good days, there are some bad days, and then, there are the days in-between where some excuses just don't make sense to me. I can deal with the excuse "I forgot" but when I give you an important, very important, piece of paper and you tell me "My hamster ate it", we have an issue! First of all, I HATE those little geerbils and the way they eat makes me want to vomit. Second, a hamster! Not a dog or a cat, a hamster.

Let me back up! For those of you that don't know what I do, I work for the Marriott Foundation where I work with disabled (learning disabilities, mostly) inner-city young adults who don't have the "soft skills" that is takes to find a job (interview skills, resume writing, etc...).


Now that we have that one covered, let's get back to the story! A hamster! A small geerbil that makes me sick to my stomach when I see one. My face was covered with a look that my mom probably would have pulled out a mirror just to show me that it was not at all an attractive face to have. I was speechless and all he kept saying was "I'm sorry, Miss!" (I work in East Los Angeles where calling a woman "Miss" is a form of respect!) So I took the piece of paper from him and made a copy of it, I need something to document this occasion of "My hamster ate it". He was shocked that I wanted to keep the torn up thing. That hamster had a good time with this paper. What I pondered next was actually having our corporate offices and funders believe this story. I have not been questioned yet about this torn up, half eaten paper that exists in his file; but I know the day will come when I get questioned about the piece of paper and the words must come out of my mouth, "His hamster ate it!"

But atleast the hotel discounts are nice!

Right now, this blog can go many ways! Here are the options:
1. My interactions with my inner-city students and how I have never been to happy hour so many times since I took this job.
2. The random thoughts in my head.
3. What single woman mostly talk about, MEMS: Men, Emotions, Money, Sex.
or the last one 4. A variety of things. You could think of this blog as a good 70's variety show.

I am swinging with the good old 70's variety show. Stay tuned!