But Alabama is for the birds, and I'm ready to go home! I work for a call center for a certain cell phone company (who shall remain nameless) that said to me and a few of my other co-workers, "Look, we're having problems at the Alabama and Kentucky call centers, and we need you guys's help. We'll pay for your flight, hotel, transportation, and dining expenses.... aaaand you'll have a great time in another state, meeting other ***** employees and networking with management in both of those call centers."
So I thought to myself... "hmmm this could be interesting... I could use a work paid vacation, and maybe I'll meet some cute thick country ass corn fed dudes in Alabama plus I might even get some good fried chicken in Kentucky... it sucks up here... ever since the colonel died KFC ain't been right.. so what the hell, right?"
Saturday, after I did dinner with Joseph, I got home and packed a few things in my LV overnight bag and slept... Sunday, I kinda took it easy and finished my packing and relaxed.. Monday, my flight took off at 2, me and a couple coworkers met up at 12 and carpooled so we could save on gas and parking.
The plane ride was nice and smooth... I just chilled, listened to the Clark Sisters and Tye Tribbett and Beyonce while I read the Teen Vougue with Chanel Iman on the cover... I couldn't really sleep because the flight was only 2 hours. When we got to the airport, we took a cab to the hotel (I'm rooming with this guy... let's call him Shaggy)...and that's when all the drama began. There was a total of 11 of us on this trip so before we got our room keys and went to our rooms, we agreed to meet up at 6 to grab a quick bite to eat because we had to work that day from 6 to midnight. So me and shaggy (Shaggy is this other cool gay guy that I work with and since we were both going we decided to room together... BIG EFFIN MISTAKE...) checked into our room where the first problem reared its ugly little head. Instead of 2 twin sized beds, there was only 1 queen sized bed... Now I was pissed, but it was already 5:50 so we had to meet up with our co-workers for a late lunch, so I really didn't have time to queen out like I wanted to...
So, we ate lunch at the in-hotel restaurant and then got in the cab to go to the call center. The Alabama call center was NOTHING like the call center at home... The call center at home is like a mega church to Alabama's store front church if you will... and while my home call center is predominantly afro-american, the Alabama call center is mostly white...uhhh... yeah... no thick dark skin rick ross lookin muhfuckas in this bitch... : (.. Then, our temporary supervisor told us that it was a privilege for us to be there and that if we weren't performing, he would have no problem sending us back home.. the audacity of that fat greasy muhfucka!
We worked til midnight, and by the time I got back to the hotel, I was so spent, pissed, and hungry that I forgot that there was only one bed in my room... there wasn't too much nightlife in the area so Shaggy was home right on time as well... Bed time was ABSOLUTELY ATROCIOUS... he kept talking and snoring and htting me and shit.... and then this nigga is triflin as hell! There was a ring of dirt around the tub and his draws and shit are fuckin everywhere!
Then if that wasn't enough, when we got ready for work ther cab wasn't there, so we had to walk 3 miles to the call center today.
Needless to say,I contacted my immediate supervisor and told him that I wanted to be flown out on the first thing smoking out of Alabama and I will not be traveling to Kentucky, but I still am demanding my traveling bonus and I want tomorrow off. If my demands are not met, I will be having a beautiful meeting with my associate director upon my return.
My flight is at 11....