So I love my new housekeeping job. I don't have too many assholes... until today
I see this woman and man leave their room, with their screaming and banging on the walls kids. So I think cool I can do a stayover in their room. basically a stayover is when someone stays a few nights and we clean their bathroom remake their beds and restock anything they have used.
So I walk in and the smell of a crappy diaper hit me in the face. And at our hotel, if the guest want clean sheets then they leave the clean sheets card, well fuck these people want their sheets changed. When I got down on my knees to tuck the sheets.... my knees make a splash sound.
The carpet was covered in piss, and now so was my work pants. And then I picked up the ruffle blanket that goes at the foot of the bed and fuck its dripping in piss. And to top that off the trash can was full, so what does this jack wagon do? they start to throw all the trash in the corners of the room. And then I noticed the kids had stuck gum to the chairs and all over the carpet.
At this point I call the room inspector to come see and smell this shit. She was fricking shocked and she was nice enough to get me some new scrub pants from the office. And mine pissy pants went to the laundry.
The kicker of the story is that they are the only ones that suffer really cause they aren't leaving until Friday. The boss said that they will charge them extra for the cleanup when they leave, since now the room has to be closed for 1-2 days for shampooing.
I mean really why didn't they just tell me to be careful, that their precious snowflake had a accident.
I see this woman and man leave their room, with their screaming and banging on the walls kids. So I think cool I can do a stayover in their room. basically a stayover is when someone stays a few nights and we clean their bathroom remake their beds and restock anything they have used.
So I walk in and the smell of a crappy diaper hit me in the face. And at our hotel, if the guest want clean sheets then they leave the clean sheets card, well fuck these people want their sheets changed. When I got down on my knees to tuck the sheets.... my knees make a splash sound.
The carpet was covered in piss, and now so was my work pants. And then I picked up the ruffle blanket that goes at the foot of the bed and fuck its dripping in piss. And to top that off the trash can was full, so what does this jack wagon do? they start to throw all the trash in the corners of the room. And then I noticed the kids had stuck gum to the chairs and all over the carpet.
At this point I call the room inspector to come see and smell this shit. She was fricking shocked and she was nice enough to get me some new scrub pants from the office. And mine pissy pants went to the laundry.
The kicker of the story is that they are the only ones that suffer really cause they aren't leaving until Friday. The boss said that they will charge them extra for the cleanup when they leave, since now the room has to be closed for 1-2 days for shampooing.
I mean really why didn't they just tell me to be careful, that their precious snowflake had a accident.
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