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That's my car, by the way, but this has nothing to do with that. Just work, as usual.
Overheard at Work
"He's an ugly cute guy! He's so ugly, he's cute!"
No, I have no idea what they were talking about but damn.
uh...Did You Miss the Sign?
We're sold out and thus have a sign that says "No Vacancies" taped to the door. Gentleman walks in with his suitcase. At this point we have two reservations left and no other rooms available for nearly a week. Before I can say anything, the gent says "Hold on" and disappears again, bringing in two more suitcases from his vehicle. He is quickly followed by who I assume is his wife, also with two suitcases in tow.
Me:
DG (dumb gent) : I'd like a room for a week please.
Me: ...Do you have a reservation?
DG: No.
Me: ....we don't have any vacancy.
DG: Why didn't you tell me sooner?!
DG storms off, gets all the way out to his vehicle before he stomps back in for his stuff.
I Don't Like You!!
Mr Crankypants checks in and immediately checks out. Why? Well, he's a regular so he gets special treatment. He has his favourite room on the third floor that he MUST ALWAYS GET. fine I can deal with this. However, over the weekend it would seem someone smoked in his room (it's a non-smoking room) so he begrudgingly moved to another.
But Gosh, golly, gee whiz! That has a QUEEN bed in it, NOT his precious KING! I refuse to stay here!
Mr Crankypants then gets huffy, grabs his bags and leaves while I'm stuck with a on my face.
For the record, no one smoked in the room. I went and checked myself.
The Mysterious Light
For some weird reason the lights in <room> won't turn off. All the light switches have been tried (and subsequently lead to other lights) but to no avail.
Usually... it's the other way around... where the lights DON'T work.....
Random Phone Calls
SC: Is this Papa Johns?
SC: Hello? Long John Silvers?
SC: Is lil' Eric there?
Maybe when hell freezes over...
Gent comes over to the desk with some numbers and his name written on a card. This is his FEMA Number so I typed it into the database to check if he's there and to check him in (at this point, a lady canceled so I was stuck with an empty room! GAH!).
Oh Noooooes! He doesn't show up in the system so I tell him this and then we have this lovely exchange:
Me: The loverly Evil One.
D: Dingus. (this word has stuck in my head all day)
D: Well, do you have any rooms available for tonight you can give me?
Me: Coincidently, someone canceled. It'll be <rate> plus tax.
D: That's too much.... can't you just give it to me?
Me: .......you mean for free?
D: Just for tonight. No one will now.
Me: Yes they will. I'll get fired if I give you a room for free.
D: No one would have to know!
Me: Yes they will.
D: Just don't tell them.
Me: They'll find out when they run the Audit and see that nice zero dollar sign.
D: ......
Me: ........ (staring contest of doom, huh? Well, you're in for a shock pal! I'm the best there is!)
D: You can't just give us a room?
Me. NO.
Dingus slinks off to pout elsewhere.
No, no rest for the wicked. All this was just yesterday!
Overheard at Work
"He's an ugly cute guy! He's so ugly, he's cute!"
No, I have no idea what they were talking about but damn.
uh...Did You Miss the Sign?
We're sold out and thus have a sign that says "No Vacancies" taped to the door. Gentleman walks in with his suitcase. At this point we have two reservations left and no other rooms available for nearly a week. Before I can say anything, the gent says "Hold on" and disappears again, bringing in two more suitcases from his vehicle. He is quickly followed by who I assume is his wife, also with two suitcases in tow.
Me:
DG (dumb gent) : I'd like a room for a week please.
Me: ...Do you have a reservation?
DG: No.
Me: ....we don't have any vacancy.
DG: Why didn't you tell me sooner?!
DG storms off, gets all the way out to his vehicle before he stomps back in for his stuff.
I Don't Like You!!
Mr Crankypants checks in and immediately checks out. Why? Well, he's a regular so he gets special treatment. He has his favourite room on the third floor that he MUST ALWAYS GET. fine I can deal with this. However, over the weekend it would seem someone smoked in his room (it's a non-smoking room) so he begrudgingly moved to another.
But Gosh, golly, gee whiz! That has a QUEEN bed in it, NOT his precious KING! I refuse to stay here!
Mr Crankypants then gets huffy, grabs his bags and leaves while I'm stuck with a
on my face.For the record, no one smoked in the room. I went and checked myself.
The Mysterious Light
For some weird reason the lights in <room> won't turn off. All the light switches have been tried (and subsequently lead to other lights) but to no avail.
Usually... it's the other way around... where the lights DON'T work.....
Random Phone Calls
SC: Is this Papa Johns?
SC: Hello? Long John Silvers?
SC: Is lil' Eric there?
Maybe when hell freezes over...
Gent comes over to the desk with some numbers and his name written on a card. This is his FEMA Number so I typed it into the database to check if he's there and to check him in (at this point, a lady canceled so I was stuck with an empty room! GAH!).
Oh Noooooes! He doesn't show up in the system so I tell him this and then we have this lovely exchange:
Me: The loverly Evil One.
D: Dingus. (this word has stuck in my head all day)
D: Well, do you have any rooms available for tonight you can give me?
Me: Coincidently, someone canceled. It'll be <rate> plus tax.
D: That's too much.... can't you just give it to me?
Me: .......you mean for free?
D: Just for tonight. No one will now.
Me: Yes they will. I'll get fired if I give you a room for free.
D: No one would have to know!
Me: Yes they will.
D: Just don't tell them.
Me: They'll find out when they run the Audit and see that nice zero dollar sign.
D: ......
Me: ........ (staring contest of doom, huh? Well, you're in for a shock pal! I'm the best there is!)
D: You can't just give us a room?
Me. NO.
Dingus slinks off to pout elsewhere.
No, no rest for the wicked. All this was just yesterday!
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