This one both made me laugh inside & made me wonder if I had stumbled upon one of Gravekeeper's previous customers or something as strange.
Anywho.
Lady comes whooshing to the desk looking a bit stressed & in a panic.
SC: Where are your breakfast bags? (it's 4am, I set them out usually around 5am, even though our sign says 530am)
Me: Oh, well I don't have them out yet but I can get you some. How many do you need?
SC: TWO
Me: Okay (They are a food item, so hence not found at the desk but in the pantry which is beside the desk but I don't have direct access. Guests often crowd the desk waiting for me as I peel out from behind the desk to get into the pantry. I grab the bags & she is in the pantry door way blocking me.)
SC: Oh. Do you have like milk or anything like that?
Me: um...yeah we sure do but it's in jugs (she moves out of doorway as I place down the breakfast bags & grab some thermal coffee cups) but I can put a glass in one of these & use a lid. Is 2% okay?
SC: Do you have whole?
Me: No we (lady get out of my way! geez!) only have 2% and skim.
SC: That's fine. Okay, I need two. My son needs something to drink because he will be on a plan all day. (Now when she said son, I picured a child...like 12 or something) We have to be at the airport in 20 minutes *said in a bit of a panic*
Me: (she like watches my every move & is rather figity, from the pantry entrance, it was a bit unnerving) Okay *lid cups*, here are those. And *hand her breakfast bags*
SC: Oh, thank you! My son is 6'3" and all grown up. He hasn't flown before & he told me I am not allowed to go past security so he told me not to cry...
Me: oh *I laugh a little* okay....
SC: Okay. *seems to have a brain pause* Thank you! (and procedes to mock 9 it down the hallway)
For some reason her wanting to rush me was really annoying, but by the end of it I picture this grown man with his mommy dressing him...so I laughed a little.
Anywho.
Lady comes whooshing to the desk looking a bit stressed & in a panic.
SC: Where are your breakfast bags? (it's 4am, I set them out usually around 5am, even though our sign says 530am)
Me: Oh, well I don't have them out yet but I can get you some. How many do you need?
SC: TWO
Me: Okay (They are a food item, so hence not found at the desk but in the pantry which is beside the desk but I don't have direct access. Guests often crowd the desk waiting for me as I peel out from behind the desk to get into the pantry. I grab the bags & she is in the pantry door way blocking me.)
SC: Oh. Do you have like milk or anything like that?
Me: um...yeah we sure do but it's in jugs (she moves out of doorway as I place down the breakfast bags & grab some thermal coffee cups) but I can put a glass in one of these & use a lid. Is 2% okay?
SC: Do you have whole?
Me: No we (lady get out of my way! geez!) only have 2% and skim.
SC: That's fine. Okay, I need two. My son needs something to drink because he will be on a plan all day. (Now when she said son, I picured a child...like 12 or something) We have to be at the airport in 20 minutes *said in a bit of a panic*
Me: (she like watches my every move & is rather figity, from the pantry entrance, it was a bit unnerving) Okay *lid cups*, here are those. And *hand her breakfast bags*
SC: Oh, thank you! My son is 6'3" and all grown up. He hasn't flown before & he told me I am not allowed to go past security so he told me not to cry...
Me: oh *I laugh a little* okay....
SC: Okay. *seems to have a brain pause* Thank you! (and procedes to mock 9 it down the hallway)
For some reason her wanting to rush me was really annoying, but by the end of it I picture this grown man with his mommy dressing him...so I laughed a little.
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