A couple came up to the front desk.
Me: "Welcome! How may I assist you?"
Husband: *tosses an envelope full of paper my way*
Wife: "No dear, that has lots of other stuff in it. Here." *tries to get the envelope*
Husband: *snatches envelope away and rifles through the paper before pulling out a reservation confirmation which he hands to me*
Me: "Okay great!" *skims reservation* "May I see some ID and a credit card please?*
Husband: *wordlessly glares at me* *snatches reservation confirmation out of my hand* *throws the reservation confirmation at my supervisor standing at the workstation next to me* *turns around and storms out*
Me, Wife, and Supervisor:
Supervisor: *hands me the reservation confirmation*
Me: *pulls up reservation* "Okay, so I see we're using a gift certificate. Do you have that?"
Wife: "Yes, here it is."
Me and Wife: *proceed with check-in process*
Husband: *storms in, glares at me, and shows me his ID*
Me: "Thank you. And may I please get a credit card for incidentals?"
Husband: *throws credit card at me*
Me: "Thank you." *finishes processing check-in* "Now you do have a $200 dining credit and..." finishes spiel.
I have no clue what this guy's deal was. His wife was fine (and was clearly unimpressed by his attitude by the side-eye glare she gave him). My supervisor was standing next to me and had no clue either.
Me: "Welcome! How may I assist you?"
Husband: *tosses an envelope full of paper my way*
Wife: "No dear, that has lots of other stuff in it. Here." *tries to get the envelope*
Husband: *snatches envelope away and rifles through the paper before pulling out a reservation confirmation which he hands to me*
Me: "Okay great!" *skims reservation* "May I see some ID and a credit card please?*
Husband: *wordlessly glares at me* *snatches reservation confirmation out of my hand* *throws the reservation confirmation at my supervisor standing at the workstation next to me* *turns around and storms out*
Me, Wife, and Supervisor:

Supervisor: *hands me the reservation confirmation*
Me: *pulls up reservation* "Okay, so I see we're using a gift certificate. Do you have that?"
Wife: "Yes, here it is."
Me and Wife: *proceed with check-in process*
Husband: *storms in, glares at me, and shows me his ID*
Me: "Thank you. And may I please get a credit card for incidentals?"
Husband: *throws credit card at me*
Me: "Thank you." *finishes processing check-in* "Now you do have a $200 dining credit and..." finishes spiel.
I have no clue what this guy's deal was. His wife was fine (and was clearly unimpressed by his attitude by the side-eye glare she gave him). My supervisor was standing next to me and had no clue either.

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