Our first week in work
Trip Start Jun 05, 2008
99Trip End Jun 14, 2009
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We were absolutely elated to leave the hostel world and move into our small but lovely apartment (the photo's are on yesterdays blog). We left Magnums Backbackers well past check out time and struggled with our luggage to walk up the hill to Whitsunday Terrace. It is a holiday complex for the more wealthy holidaymakers but offers decently priced, long term lease apartments for dudes like ourselves. The staff at Reception gave us a warm welcome, we committed to 3 Months lease, completed the necessary paperwork and we were issued our key's. The Manager fell in love with us straight away, you cant blame her really, we have this affect on people (including every single one of you, that are using your precious time time to read this crap!!) She said that if we get bored of commuting, to pay her a visit. Both of us! Yet again another job offer! Cool!
We entered the room with so much excitement
It was so peaceful we decided to crash for the day and enjoy the comfort of our new home. We sat on the balcony watching the boats sailing to and from the Island, we did some bird watching (the feathered type!). About 20 bolshy cockatoo's sat on the balcony railing begging for food. I'm not one for encouraging this, I believe it removes their natural instinct to hunt, but the were so cute, some fruit wont hurt them, neither will the sunflower seeds I bought on a healthy whim
When the sun had set and we took full opportunity to have a snuggle, in our comfortable, clean, hygienic, king size bed satisfied that there'll be no new bedbug bites needing attention or treatment tomorrow. Bliss!! Australian TV? Absolute Pants!!!!
Night Night! Luvs ya! xxxx
We woke up smiling and remembered that we have fulfilled a life long ambition of ours - to open the curtains every morning and look out at the beautiful blue ocean! (we look left not right. If you look right, you see a construction site, we pretend its not there!)
We didn't want to leave our home today, we were enjoying it too much. We chilled out all morning making the best use of our very "PRIVATE" balcony by sunbathing and ... um....sunbathing!
We filled our afternoon by shopping for trainer socks for school at Daydream Island tomorrow.
We came home and chilled out again!! Really, we can't get enough of this place!
I've nothing more to say?
Boring I know! Sorry!
Our first day at school.....only we discovered later, it wasn't really, read on. We caught the 8am ferry from the Marina at Abel Point to Daydream Island. Staff discount $3 each way not bad considering it's normally $30 each way!! The ferry took 30 minutes to get to the Island. The crossing wasn't very pleasant due to high winds and clouds. At the other end, we were greeted by Jessie, the very nice annoying ozzie that I'd previously slagged off. She was really very welcoming and friendly. She took us on a guided tour around the Island on a golf buggy. Her driving wasn't the best, the combination of our nerves, the ferry crossing and her jerking the buggy made even Phill feel quite queasy! I don't need to explain how I felt! Rough!
The romantic idea we had of working on a paradillic Whitsunday Island was ......well....not quite as we expected! Don't get me wrong, the location is stunning, the surroundings and views are out of this world but the resort itself was a bit of a disappointment and not half as plush as it was described in the glossy brochures
Now the decision was made, he lightened up. Especially after 6 weeks of complaining that he hasn't seen a kangaroo, Skippy jumped out of the bush into our path about 2 meters ahead of us. Phill has seen his first Kangaroo on Daydream Island! It was fate!
We came home and dressed up in our new stylish uniforms. It took us back to our school days! Check out the photo taken in the mirror! I don't need to elaborate on that one!!
Night folks. xxxxx
You're not going to want to read daily updates of how our working day went anymore than I can pretend we want to know how yours went
We were rudely awaken on Tuesday by the alarm clock at 5.30am. This is the way it's going to be for the next few months. It allows me enough time to drag Katie out of bed so that we can both get showered, have a cuppa, don our lovely clown outfits and begin the 30 minute walk to the marina for the 7.00am ferry. Only one problem this morning....the heavens have opened and it's raining monsoon style. Great. Yellow Pages out, order a cab. At least it gave us a bit more time for an extra caffeine boost before we set off on our training day.
The ferry crossing was somewhat lumpy to say the least and I was a bit worried about poor Supergirl, but she got through it unscathed and managed to keep her cereal down. Just. There was nobody to greet us this morning so we just tried to follow the majority of the other clown costume wearers and find the Housekeeping department. They all went in separate bloody directions! Typical! We were singled out by the manager and introduced to the rest of the team like a couple of new kids made to stand in front of their new classmates on their first day at school
We were sent out with one supervisor and another girl to start our training (one of them to do the work and the other to talk us through what the other was doing! I've no idea why it took two.) There was so much to take in. The beds had to be just so, everything had to be in a certain order, facing a certain way, the correct pamphlets in the correct places etc. I struggled to keep a straight face due to my attention span (or lack of one) and especially watching Katie in her clown outfit looking so attentive and writing note after note on a piece of paper. I couldn't be arsed. Make the bed, mop the floor, scrub the whaat??!! TOILET?? WITHOUT GLOVES?? I want to go home. (Gloves are available, by the way. This girl just doesn't bother) This went on for an agonising hour and a half before we were each given a dirty room to clean by ourselves. That took a further hour and a half, then the rooms were checked behind closed doors while we stood around like a couple of muppets. Another 3/4 of an hour. Then we were given our individual 'snag' lists of things we'd missed or thought they wouldn't find out about. This ranged from the wrong types of herbal tea to a small hair on the floor behind the toilet
When we'd finally got our rooms up to standard we were allowed a 30 minute lunch break. The food in the canteen is superb and a meal ticket only costs $3 (if you bother using one - nobody seems to check. I've been putting my ticket on the steel spike like a good boy all week and Katie's been dining for free.) We were given another room each after lunch, and our supervisor had lightened up on us a bit. She apologised for seeming pedantic and explained that the best way to teach you is the tough way, making sure you get it right. That seemed fair enough to us both and even Katie thought she wasn't all that bad anymore. "She's still a bit of a knob though" apparently. The icing on the cake is that work finishes at 4.00pm but the ferry doesn't leave until 5.00pm. We can't afford to spend money on two taxi journeys a day so we toughed it out in the rain on the way home with a poxy little black umbrella between us
The same pattern continued for the next two days but without anyone breathing down our necks. It took some of the pressure off. In the morning you're handed a clipboard with all the rooms you have to clean, grab a trolley, and off you go. If you're still struggling at the end of the day, people come and help you out or vice versa. Some rooms you hardly have to touch, some rooms have had a family of farm animals in them for a fortnight gorging on take aways. The worst ones are when guests return from breakfast while you're still cleaning their room and decide to sit there watching you as you try to hoover under their feet and make small talk. We were given strict protocol on what to do if you find anything of value in someone's room ( cameras, phones, jewelry etc.) You have to take it to the office with your name attached and the room number. If it's not claimed in 3 months time, it's yours. Worth staying an extra month if you find the right thing! I did not expect this to cover sodding tennis balls, kids colouring books, (sod the fags I'm having them) and bottles of moisturiser! Where's the good stuff?? That's why we took the bloody job in the first place!! Katie's find of the week? A tube of CRAB CREAM in the bathroom!! I'm not talking condiments here guys. YUK!!
By Friday we'd got into the swing of things and were given almost full workloads
I've certainly had a change of tune, Tuesday I was heading back to the nearest building site. Pronto. This isn't hard work though, we have no intentions of staying in Airlie Beach for the rest of the year. It's an income. I could be busting my balls running away from BIRD EATING SPIDERS or I could be going to work with, coming home with, and having the same days off as Katie. I can swallow my pride for this one. Besides, they've issued the rostas for the next three weeks and we have every weekend off!! WOOHOO!! We won't be popular when the others find out but I couldn't give two hoots!
On Saturday we were meant to get a bus to the shopping centre and do a food shop etc. but it had been raining up until Friday and it was a glorious morning. Too nice for buses and shops. I'd managed to get a little over enthusiastic with a box of wine the night before anyway, and managed to crash out by 8.30pm (it's the early mornings. Honest). We sunbathed and basically chilled out all day reading, listening to music, playing hangman etc.
As we didn't (I didn't. Saturday was Katie's turn) drink that much the night before we got up early and decided to head to Daydream Island to make use of all the perks that come with the job. We relaxed on the beach with a cocktail, had lunch in the staff canteen, read our books and then took a kayak out to look for some turtles etc. We had hoped to paddle over to one of the many nearby deserted beaches but they told us we could only stay within certain boundaries. So much for that idea, we had a bit of a laugh for ten minutes though before racing the 3.20pm ferry to shore so we could get on it!
That was our week. We're having fish finger butties now before getting an early night to start it all over again.
Lots of love
Phill and Katie
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