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Quite a few of us here are required by our jobs to wear nice clothes to work. I, as a hotel front desk clerk, am among them. Today in fact, I'm wearing gray flannel pants, and a pink shirt that always gets the compliments. I would be wearing a matching tie, but frankly I didn't feel like putting it on.
So basically here, I'm wearing very nice clothing, and on top of that, the gray and the pink are just light enough to show a really good stain should one happen to be lurking, lying in wait for just the right opportunity.
And where might stains have been lurking today, you ask? Well, first off, while delivering towels, I discovered a snake in the hallway, near the air conditioning unit. It got away before I could catch it though, and we don't know where it went. Hopefully back outside or else it got into the walls, where it may very well die, rot, and cause us no end of shame and pity here in a few days. We -- myself and my boss, who is wearing a blouse and long skirt -- tried our best, but neither we nor our handyman could find it. In the end, since we figured it must have come in through the AC, all we could do was liberally apply duct tape along the few inches of wall between the AC and the molding and floor. Guess who got to do it?
I laid on my side in the hall, on that carpet where God alone knows how many people with God alone knows what on their shoes have been strolling past today. I got drywall dust down my sleeve and it itched like you wouldn't believe there for a while.
Next up, the lobby chandelier had something like seven bulbs burned out among its 20-odd candelabrum branches. Changing them involved tracking down the ladder, which necessitated a trip to the storage building, and that took me out the back door where it appeared someone had either thrown up or dumped old gravy just outside. Then, when the ladder wasn't in the storage building, I had to look in the utility room, which is just a wonderland of exposed fiberglass insulation. The ladder was there, and needless to say, it was coated in old plaster and dust.
I took it up front, and then climbed up and down five or six times changing dusty lightbulbs.
Of course, over the course of my employment here, I'd had to do laundry, clean rooms, make beds, and clean up every form of human excretion except snot. I also caught a mouse, helped chase down a lizard, and killed a snake with a rock -- all in dress clothes.
And so, what are your stories? What sorts of unpleasant and unfortunate things have you had to do in your best clothing?
So basically here, I'm wearing very nice clothing, and on top of that, the gray and the pink are just light enough to show a really good stain should one happen to be lurking, lying in wait for just the right opportunity.
And where might stains have been lurking today, you ask? Well, first off, while delivering towels, I discovered a snake in the hallway, near the air conditioning unit. It got away before I could catch it though, and we don't know where it went. Hopefully back outside or else it got into the walls, where it may very well die, rot, and cause us no end of shame and pity here in a few days. We -- myself and my boss, who is wearing a blouse and long skirt -- tried our best, but neither we nor our handyman could find it. In the end, since we figured it must have come in through the AC, all we could do was liberally apply duct tape along the few inches of wall between the AC and the molding and floor. Guess who got to do it?
I laid on my side in the hall, on that carpet where God alone knows how many people with God alone knows what on their shoes have been strolling past today. I got drywall dust down my sleeve and it itched like you wouldn't believe there for a while.
Next up, the lobby chandelier had something like seven bulbs burned out among its 20-odd candelabrum branches. Changing them involved tracking down the ladder, which necessitated a trip to the storage building, and that took me out the back door where it appeared someone had either thrown up or dumped old gravy just outside. Then, when the ladder wasn't in the storage building, I had to look in the utility room, which is just a wonderland of exposed fiberglass insulation. The ladder was there, and needless to say, it was coated in old plaster and dust.
I took it up front, and then climbed up and down five or six times changing dusty lightbulbs.
Of course, over the course of my employment here, I'd had to do laundry, clean rooms, make beds, and clean up every form of human excretion except snot. I also caught a mouse, helped chase down a lizard, and killed a snake with a rock -- all in dress clothes.
And so, what are your stories? What sorts of unpleasant and unfortunate things have you had to do in your best clothing?
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