Staff Meeting ... Oy.

Let me start out by saying that I adore my staff at Exile.  Most times.  OK, to explain that, I adore the majority of my staff ALL the time, but some people ... there are times that I just want to leap across the table and choke the living shit out of them for a brief moment in time.

Last night was just such a time.

We were having our monthly staff meeting for Exile.  The subject of hosting came up.  It was said in the staff meeting that "At some of the other clubs I work at, the owners stay up and cover shifts if no one can do it, even if it means that they are up at 4am like the owner of club so and so that lives in the UK."    I very politely explained (AGAIN) that Yannis lives in Australia and works until roughly 10pm my time, and that I work overnights and sleep during the day, so unfortunately, that isn't an option.  I also explained that, there was a time that I used to do that, a lot.  It really dragged me down, I was getting next to no sleep, and was barely functional.  Apparently said staff member, Frenzy, thought she was being "shot down" to use her own words, and was nothing but snarky for the rest of the meeting, despite being basically BEGGED by both owners and the GM for her input on things.  Then, another staff member, Ashley, asks if a comment I made (basically telling ALL staff, and I did say ALL staff, that if they don't offer input and opinions, that they don't get to bitch and complain about things later) - asking if my comment referred to Frenzy's blog.  I replied, several times, no, my comment had nothing to do with her blog - Frenzy had actually brought the bloody thing up by saying something like, "I reserve the right to state my opinion whenever I want" or something along those lines.

So then her blog today gets brought to my attention.   After saying REPEATEDLY that I was not talking about her blog, she posts that I "barked about her blog".   WTF?!  Really?  First of all, what part of "I was not talking about your blog" don't you understand, and secondly, see first question!

Let me explain something to you, darling.  I don't give two shits about your little blog.  Its full of emo drama and sadness most of the time that I don't have time to read.  You have never shown me the remotest hand of friendship, so why would I be interested in any of that?  The ONLY reason I even look at it, is if someone tells me that you are badmouthing Exile.  In the immortal words of Sweet Brown - "Ain't nobody got time for that!"

And I have something of my own to ponder.   Here I was last night, a 44 year old woman, sitting on my couch, crying because I was so upset over the snarking at the staff meeting.   As I have said before, Exile was started with the intent to keep the family together, and to make that family larger, and more inclusive.  I have constantly felt stabbed in the back by people who are supposed to be friends, supposed to be close, supposed to be working towards the same goal that I thought we were all working towards.  People that I trusted.  I have given up countless hours of my time, and my Master's time, to try to make sure that people have a place to get together and hang out with friends and other like-minded people.  I have spent my own money on this venture - not funny linden money - REAL money, to make sure it stays open and has cool stuff.  What do I get in return?  Snarkiness and back-stabbing and tears and accusations of things that aren't even remotely truthful.

Is it worth it?


~R