Wierd little twitchy middle aged guy wearing a Pink Floyd t-shirt comes in this afternoon and signs for his reservation. I hand him the keys to 114 and he, not paying attention, heads toward his room halfway through my "breakfast is at 6:00" speech. Not out of the ordinary, most sucky customers don't listen to a word i'm saying anyway. What was out of the ordinary was when he came back five minutes later and tossed the keys on the desk.
Twitchy: I refuse to stay in that room.
Me: (wondering what he found in there... poop, people having sex...) What seems to be the problem?
Twitchy: I can't stay in any room numbered 4 or 3... I just can't
Me: Huh?
Twitchy: And a lightbulb is out, that's a bad omen in my book. (long pause) Doomsday, you know?
Me: You can't be serious.
Twitchy: I don't want you to laugh at me, I just want another room.
Twitchy: Can you give me room 120?
Me: I'd like to, but someone is already in 120.
Twitchy: Darn, can you ask them to leave.
Me: That's not going to happen.
Twitchy: We have a problem then.
Me: No... I can put you in 201 or 102.
Twitchy: Well, i'll have to talk it over with the family.
(as he's leaving) You should really learn to respect other people's beliefs.
WTF? I thought he was screwing with me at first but they way he said the last line made me believe he was for real. He hasn't been back in hours but i'm sure i haven't seen the last of him or his kooky beliefs. I thought superstition was mainly an old people thing. Anyone else have to deal with any superstitious customers?
Twitchy: I refuse to stay in that room.
Me: (wondering what he found in there... poop, people having sex...) What seems to be the problem?
Twitchy: I can't stay in any room numbered 4 or 3... I just can't
Me: Huh?
Twitchy: And a lightbulb is out, that's a bad omen in my book. (long pause) Doomsday, you know?
Me: You can't be serious.
Twitchy: I don't want you to laugh at me, I just want another room.
Twitchy: Can you give me room 120?
Me: I'd like to, but someone is already in 120.
Twitchy: Darn, can you ask them to leave.
Me: That's not going to happen.
Twitchy: We have a problem then.
Me: No... I can put you in 201 or 102.
Twitchy: Well, i'll have to talk it over with the family.
(as he's leaving) You should really learn to respect other people's beliefs.
WTF? I thought he was screwing with me at first but they way he said the last line made me believe he was for real. He hasn't been back in hours but i'm sure i haven't seen the last of him or his kooky beliefs. I thought superstition was mainly an old people thing. Anyone else have to deal with any superstitious customers?
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