Disability training required!

Firstly, a quick reminder for the newer folk around here, and numbers do seem to have exploded viewing this, so…I’m on holiday now, in Seattle. What this means for those lucky people who know to read both blogs, there’s no point, they just get copy and paste treatment, as most would want to know the same things, and besides, I dont have the time to write 2! So… Yes, I know, its been a while, but more on that in a moment!

Strictly, the holiday made an early start on Thursday, as I went into Am Dram mode again in Cookridge, with a couple of work friends. I would spend time praising the performance to the hilt, and telling you to go see it, but there were only 3 shows, its finished by now, but…It was really good, I must say, as was the meal before that, both the food, and the company.

I was going to post something on Friday re the reduction of stakes on the ghastly machines in betting shops nowadays, from £100, to £2, but firstly I ran out of time, having my hair done (shock horror, I’m not a natural blonde!), and then packing to come here. So it never happened. Mind, as the reduction wont kick in until 2020, I shall probably be rude about the betting industry before then!

Yesterday was just a typical US Travel day in so many ways, that I’ll only pass on the interesting details. Yes, Manchester Airport redeemed themselves this time, though they get one more chance to mess up yet. As does Seattle, where a lovely young lady not only helped me through, and got my baggage for me, she actually ran me over to where the hotel courtesy shuttles pick up, and I’m sure thats not in their job description. But the middle one… No, it wasnt bad, just the opposite in fact, really good service, but…

Every other airport I’ve seen in the US (even before I needed this ‘old crock’ service) has either had a separate line for wheelchair passengers, or mingled them into the crew column, or a mix of both. Ah, but this is Vegas, so…Its not the biggest International sector, I suspect it doesnt need it. So there is a crew column, but access passengers…no! Seems we, regardless of nationality go into the US there, in the US citizen queue. So yes, lol, dont tell Trump, but I’m a US citizen, of sorts! Not really, but yes, it was amusing.

Today has been relatively quiet, as I gave the body chance to recover in advance with planning. In truth, with the warmth here, less needed, but anyway… Just to say, for those who care, I now have an active US cell phone again, until next Sunday, so if you wish to talk, for any reason, just ask for number. If I dont know you of sorts, tell me why you want to talk to me, OK? Not saying I wont give it, but just curious, thats all. Only works for 8 days anyway!

OK, there has to be a down point, doesnt there? Yes, there is one, though hopefully the Mariners will sort it out, they have been emailed already. The game was great, the only snag being that the seat was up more than a few stairs, which didnt help, but I got there eventually, with only minimal soreness. No reason they should have known, I’m not obviously disabled (brace is under top/skirt, and fact not mentioned), so how would the poor guy picking my seat know? I did come down after 7.5 innings, I needed to go ‘somewhere’, and never went back up. Actually found a more comfortable seat for the other 3.5 innings, as it went to overtime. Then, after Seattle had won…

Given I was sore, and given there was a sign for a disabled elevator nearby, I decided to use that to get downstairs, rather than struggling down a large number of stairs, in a large crowd of people. Unfortunately, the lady in the elevator had either failed her disability training, had never been given any, or just didnt think it applied to anyone in less than a wheelchair! So when I, and another lady who said she had walking difficulties got into the lift, she bluntly told us that the lift wasnt meant for ‘people like you’, and pointing at a couple of mothers, with buggies behind us, said, “Its meant for them!”. I have no objection to them using it, but it does say its a disability elevator, so… Complaint email has been sent to the Mariners accordingly! Do I expect anything more than platitudes from them? Probably not! But put it this way, not that they will care, but I had planned a second game at some point Friday, or Saturday, but certainly wont be bothering now! I know, whats 1 customer to them, but all the same…

Fine, video time. I couldnt think of a song that really fitted in with all this, so just made a random choice of an under rated Soft Cell song.

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The lady dances

(Clue, do not take this too seriously!)

Not that any of you would have noticed it, because I only ever type the blogs up in the evening, UK time, but I was actually offline for the first half of the day today. Officially the reason was that my laptop had a corruption issue with my user profile log in, and therefore I couldnt get on here. So yes, today, I’m miles behind pace. I did think about passing on the blog tonight, and try to catch up, but what the hell…?

Right, as I said, thats the official reason. Only because you wouldnt believe the actual one, OK? 😉

So, in truth, I’ve been in contact with some crazy scientist guy, who claimed he could make me look like a young Clara Johnson, with all her dancing skills, so that when I fly into Las Vegas next month, and a friend of a friend offers me a contract as a showgirl dancer, I can take him up on  his offer, and make my fortune in skimpy outfits, dancing like a dream, and getting to marry a millionaire at the end of it.

No, I didnt believe him, but I thought I’d call his bluff, so…

Fine, its a bit weird only being about 5 ft 4 tall, and only weighing about 125, but I’ll get used to it, I guess? And hey, its lovely being young, free from arthritic, and back pain, and having amazing dancing skills. But yeah, I guess I’ll get used to it? Who me, dancing in heels, seriously? Fine, I miss the boobs, but hey, nothings perfect, giggle! Now, all I have to do is convince my friend that I really do want her to arrange a producer to meet me at the airport, with said contract, and then wait for men to fall into my lap! Or something close to my lap, anyway, giggle!

OK, fine, it didnt really happen, but it would have been a lot more fun than the real reason I was offline all morning, is that my poor old laptop (its about 10 years old, to be fair) is just getting as old, and moody as its owner!

Mind, if anyone reads this, and wants to arrange for that show dancer makeover for me, just give me a call, OK? 😉

Right, video time. Here, you get the honor of a real rare event, a decent movie close up of Miss Clara Johnson (though she was working as Elaine, her middle name at the time). Yes, if you freeze the film, about 4 minutes 13 seconds, thats her! Its one of two actual credits she got as a chorus line dancer, ooh! Watch the rest, entirely up to you, but if you want to know ‘how I look’, this would be it!

The oldest dancer in town?

I have the privilege to know a lovely lady, now living in Florida, who seems to have had quite a life from what I’ve seen of pictures, and been told by her, it must be said. I dont know all the details of it, and unless she wanted to tell me, I’m not going to press for details, but I know among other things that she worked in Vegas in her time, and I dont mean as a croupier! No, her skills are more in line with the dancing, and MC’ing and stuff, than that. What I do know, is that seeing her posts, and pictures on Facebook, and chatting with her on the messaging system there, I’m truly in awe of her, and everything she’s done in her amazing life. No name, without her permission, so sorry those that would love to know.

I’m sure if she had her way, even at my age, if I gave her the chance, I’d be following in Clara Johnson’s footsteps in another way, the outfits at least, as I’m certain that short of her knowing someone that can program dancing skills into my mind, I couldnt match Clara on that front. Definitely not now, almost certainly never, but thats beside the point! And fine, a Vegas showgirls outfit might be different to some of the stuff Clara had to wear, though in truth, what I’ve seen of both, there wasnt that much difference! Oh fine, I’ll admit it, it would be fun, though it might be wise if I wasnt seen in public wearing it! Though if she had her way, and my actress attitude got together, well, who knows?

Certainly if I ever get to her corner of Florida, and I might, though not this year, I’m sure, I wouldnt be at all surprised to be offered the chance to be a ‘showgirl’ for the night, albeit, not the youngest, or prettiest of all time. But would I do it? Probably! Why not, its as close to Clara’s lifestyle as I  would ever be likely to get! Though I’m not having millions watch it at the cinema, unlike Clara did! Or I’m sure she did, in Vegas shows!

Yes, I’m going to Vegas next month, as its my transit point to Seattle going out, first time I’ve ever been there, or indeed to Nevada. Yes, state number 24 will be added to my list, not bad for a Brit! And no, Florida isnt on that list, nor is Oklahoma, both of which might be possibles for next year! So, reaching halfway…? No, I’m not going to give her the details of my flight times in Vegas, because I wouldnt put it past her have me met by someone with a Vegas showgirl outfit, if not a contract! Oh fine, I’d take the outfit like a shot, though maybe not the contract lol?

Oh fine, dear lady, if you do want to set that up, and ask, I’ll take my chances, and give you the flight details! 😉

Right, video time. Firstly a live version. What I will say of this, is that if you are of a sensitive nature, or under adult age, go watch the alternate one! There is a lot more than just the song in this one

Alternate version, just the song, from a Top of the Pops recording, with a number of dancers in suitable outfits for a young lady, not a mature one like me

Who me, working in Nevada?

No, dont get over excited, it was a false alarm. But for a short while I dreamed the dream, of not only working in the US, but in the sports betting industry, in one of the big gambling cities of the world. No, despite the video selection, it wasnt Las Vegas. The other big gambling center in Nevada though, Tahoe.

Right, what happened. Earlier this week, I got one of my job availability emails, and it was from my former employers in Leeds. No, not my old job, but more on that shortly. Different department, different role, but nothing I couldnt do with ease. And yes, one of their Monday to Friday jobs, to top that. So fine, yes, I applied. Havent heard anything back yet, but as applications havent closed yet, thats not necessarily a major shock.

What I didnt realize at the time, was that if you applied for jobs there, they automatically place you on a list that emails out jobs that you are qualified/suited for, to you. So, the next day, when I get one offering me the chance to work as a Ticket Handler, in their Sports Betting Department, in Tahoe, Nevada, I couldnt quite believe my luck! I mean, all my details said I was currently in the UK, but anyway…my idea of work heaven!

So, after a few hours of thinking that they had the wrong person (or location, anyway), but knowing they’d sent it to me, I applied. Anyway, after filling in all the forms, I got told the news I was expecting, but didnt want to hear. Thank you very much, but your immediate unavailability to work in the US meant they werent interested. Fair enough, I thought that before I started, but anyway…

The next day, I realized their system didnt work on logic, when it offered me roles in Romania, and the Philippines! So I investigated more, found out what was wrong, and attempted to set it up to only offer me UK jobs.

Last element of fun? This morning, I got an email from their computerized system offering me a job. Yes, it was local, in Leeds, and it was definitely something I could do. How do I know that? Its my old job! No, I didnt apply though, as it would mean finishing sometimes at 11.00 at night, and I couldnt get home here, by public transport at that time of night. Nor could I get in for 7.00 am either! But yes, it was funny to get it.

Mind, if someone in Vegas, or Tahoe sees this, and is prepared to take me on in their Sports Books sections, as a diligent, hard worker, yes please. Fine, I’m a Brit, and its a bit of work, but…

Fine, the video. This song came to mind, and when I saw a version, other than Elvis, I felt brave, and gave it a go. Alright, the Presley version is probably better, but finding a live video of it… So you’ll have to suffer this!

Back into the betting industry?

No, dont worry, I’m not going crazy, I’m not going back into betting office work, for the awful money they offer to do that job nowadays. I know the manager (and deputy) get better than minimum wages, but seriously, they arent the place I knew, and I’d have to get a lot more desperate than I am, even now, before I would do that. No, its not a betting call center, either.

You know what they say about seeing job openings, in the strangest places? Well, I guess social media, principally Facebook, is no longer considered as that by many, but to some degree, it still is by me! Anyway, last night, I had an item on my feed, telling me that a contest for tickets for a show, that the local casino was running, had announced the winners. I guessed I wasnt amongst them, as I suspect the winners had already been notified. In fact, they must have done, because it actually closed about a fortnight ago!

Still, all the same, I clicked through, to see the result, and suddenly stopped worrying about that. Why? Because they were looking for staff, thats why! Food and Beverage staff members, (waiters/waitresses, I assume?), and of more interest to me, receptionists! So yes, I’ve applied.

Somehow I suspect they are looking for someone prettier, and far younger than me for those roles, but stranger things have happened. I did ask whether it was worth someone of my more mature years applying, and I was told yes, though I do wonder if some of that was related to fears of an age discrimination case, or something?

First step, a casino in Huddersfield, next stop Vegas? Oh, I wish! Dont worry, I’ll gamble as often as I did while at William Hill, not at all. Far too sensible with my money nowadays, and all that. I know, wont get the job, but while I have hope…?

The video. Well, its the right era for me, and its what you need in a casino. Besides which, its brilliant!