The odd couple
I dunno where this should go, cuz there is no Weird customers section on this site.
. So it wasnt as sucky as it was weird.
Late night, this odd couple comes in. The guy looked like a personal trainer, fit, tan, very buff, expensive, sexy tight fitting clothes, obviously kept up his personal hygiene. The woman looked much older, salt and pepper gray hair, wrinkled pale face, glum expression, baggy, drab clothes. They stood out like a sore thumb, but it was nothing compared to what happened next.
Me: Hello how are you? Checking in??
Man: (big grin)
Yes we would like a room please...
Me: Okay, smoking or non?
Man: Non, please.
Me: Okay the price is (price). May I see your ID and credit card?
He gives me them as he smiles suggestively at the woman, who still has a very glum expression. She scowls at him. Oblivious, he puts his arm around her. Obviously they're a couple. I give them a single king room.
Me: Thank you. (puts in info in the computer, which takes a long time cuz one hand is holding the cards and the other is typing) Here you go, sir. Sir? (looks around)
They've disappeared. I thought it odd because I didn't hear any footsteps. Our counter is pretty high btw. What I find out is that the man has the woman BENT OVER BACKWARD, in a long hard smooch, so far that they've disappeared behind the counter completely. If you ever seen that famous picture where the sailor is kissing the nurse on Times square...

...Like that. Only her head was about to touch the ground. Kudos to the man for having good balance! He must be really strong.
Me: (tiptoe)



Man: (straightening up with a big grin) Yeah? Did you need something?
Me: Uhhhh...here's your keys and sign here please.
The woman did not look like she enjoyed being kissed like that, and who would? It looked like he was snarfing her face. She looked even more annoyed, but didn't say anything, just scowls.
The lovebirds went up to their room. I was left speculating whether he was her escort, or husband, or gigolo. Maybe all three LOL.
BUt that wasn't as bad as in Hellton, where these two skimpy clothed girls were groping each other's breasts while their boyfriends checked in.
The boyfriends were distracted, and it took a lot to get their signature on the reg card. Geez, save it for upstairs, my stash of brain bleach is almost empty! @_@ Those kinds make me feel like a voyeur.
Another time, I had the misfortune of meeting a drunk giggling duo couple...
Me: Hello, would you like a room?
Giggling Duo: (giggle giggle) Yes hee hee hee haw haw haw
Me: Single king then...
What really was annoying was the man, a well dressed business type man in a suit starting imitating me typing! More giggling. Hee hee hee.
I gave them the loudest room we had, right next to the elevator and the ice machine. They were so trashed I doubted they noticed. One thing I like about drunks is that they hardly ever complain.
I dunno where this should go, cuz there is no Weird customers section on this site.

Late night, this odd couple comes in. The guy looked like a personal trainer, fit, tan, very buff, expensive, sexy tight fitting clothes, obviously kept up his personal hygiene. The woman looked much older, salt and pepper gray hair, wrinkled pale face, glum expression, baggy, drab clothes. They stood out like a sore thumb, but it was nothing compared to what happened next.
Me: Hello how are you? Checking in??
Man: (big grin)


Me: Okay, smoking or non?
Man: Non, please.

Me: Okay the price is (price). May I see your ID and credit card?
He gives me them as he smiles suggestively at the woman, who still has a very glum expression. She scowls at him. Oblivious, he puts his arm around her. Obviously they're a couple. I give them a single king room.
Me: Thank you. (puts in info in the computer, which takes a long time cuz one hand is holding the cards and the other is typing) Here you go, sir. Sir? (looks around)

They've disappeared. I thought it odd because I didn't hear any footsteps. Our counter is pretty high btw. What I find out is that the man has the woman BENT OVER BACKWARD, in a long hard smooch, so far that they've disappeared behind the counter completely. If you ever seen that famous picture where the sailor is kissing the nurse on Times square...

...Like that. Only her head was about to touch the ground. Kudos to the man for having good balance! He must be really strong.
Me: (tiptoe)




Man: (straightening up with a big grin) Yeah? Did you need something?
Me: Uhhhh...here's your keys and sign here please.
The woman did not look like she enjoyed being kissed like that, and who would? It looked like he was snarfing her face. She looked even more annoyed, but didn't say anything, just scowls.
The lovebirds went up to their room. I was left speculating whether he was her escort, or husband, or gigolo. Maybe all three LOL.
BUt that wasn't as bad as in Hellton, where these two skimpy clothed girls were groping each other's breasts while their boyfriends checked in.

Another time, I had the misfortune of meeting a drunk giggling duo couple...
Me: Hello, would you like a room?
Giggling Duo: (giggle giggle) Yes hee hee hee haw haw haw
Me: Single king then...
What really was annoying was the man, a well dressed business type man in a suit starting imitating me typing! More giggling. Hee hee hee.

I gave them the loudest room we had, right next to the elevator and the ice machine. They were so trashed I doubted they noticed. One thing I like about drunks is that they hardly ever complain.

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