Necessito platos?

I have internet!!! Until the power goes out for the 6th time today.

So here's a quick run-down of life thus far:
1. I checked in 5 new employees
2. Two of them are from Chile
3. Thank God I still remember some Espanol!
4. My boss needs some sort of anti-anxiety meds...pronto. Seriously.
5. I'm betting that 2 of the 5 will be fired in less than a month.
6. My other boss (i have 2 since I'm in 2 positions) is off the island, so I'm walking her 2 dogs (2 many 2's in this sentence)
7. Yay dinner.

El translation:

So these new employees...most of them in their early 20's (as in still-sucking-up-mommy/daddys-money-green-around-the-gills-of reality, EARLY 20s) Was fun to give the "tour" of the hotel and info they will need to survive life on the island. One guy wants to be a magician, and it will be magic if he remembers what time to show up to work tomorrow. We'll see if he lasts for long.

One chick was wearing a sun hat. Go figure, since it was snowing yesterday. Odd behavior from that one.

Two employees from Chile were really down to earth and sweet. Amazingly some spanish was able to come out of seemingly nowhere, through my mouth, and into their ears with out them looking at me like I was from another planet. I think they understood me. I did understand what they were saying. "Necessito platos?" Yes, they did need plates for their apartment. :-) Yay Los Angeles spanish class!

I love my job. It's sooo busy, and lots of interaction with people. People from Chile, US, Jamaica, Argentina, Mexico, etc. But my boss #1 today was driving me crazy. I'm her assistant. Basically i run around fixing what she broke and vice versa. It's a nice match. But today she was driving me insane. I wanted to tell her to take another smoke break, or whatever she had to do to get it together. I mean, could she lose anymore paperwork that I was supposed to be processing?! And since it's "lost" of course it's the assistant's fault. Riiight.

She also cusses like a sailor. Gotta love that. :-) Lots of new sailor words in my head today. I didn't know a computer could be the spawn of satan's asshole. But that's what hers was today.

Boss #2 is out of town. I offered to dog sit. A task I enjoy.

Dinner is now being served! So glad for that because I'm nearly out of pretzels, and I am beginning to think Coolwhip and Tootsie rolls are not the best dinner for such busy work days. The best thing about working/living here is that for $375 bucks a month, I live in a sweet loft apartment, and all my meals (eventually) will be included. And the meals are prepared by Sous Chefs.

It's the only place in the world that I eat like a queen, and never consider the consequences :-) Because from all the biking/hiking/walking/working, you'd have to make an effort to gain weight here. Only possible if you drink too much beer :-) That's been known to happen.