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So a drunken weirdo got arrested.
Me: Scared outta her mind
DW: drunken weirdo, probably high too, 99.9% sure
Me: *in the back*
Loud BOOM
Me: WTF! *runs to the front door*
I mean that crash was the loudest crash I've ever heard. I was sure the front door was in pieces but it wasn't.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! <---intercom buzzer
DW: Your door is broken!
Me: *mega annoyed cuz of the door* Yeah, we're supposed to keep it locked cuz of you know safety reasons?!
DW: ....*rude stare* >:-(
I was sure safety was not in his vocabulary, but aganist my instinct, I walked him in. All through checkin he was acting really high and weird, speaking really fast and his eyes were crossing sporadically. He kept acting really edgy and walking around like he had ants in his pants.
After he went to his room, I could hear BOOMS and CRASHES, really loud ones. I thought someone was having a party or something in their rooms. About an hour later, I heard a SMASH. This time something broke, it was our little carrier for the mail.
Me: *sees it on the ground in pieces* WTF?!
DW: Oh heeeey. Yeah sorry about that. *points to it*
Me:.............
Me: Can I help you?
DW: Yeah you're door is still broken! (It wasn't) How do you get out?!
The phone rang at that point. I told him to wait one moment and I would put the person on hold. While I was trying to put the person on the phone on hold, he started hollering at the tops of his lungs!
DW: *angrily* WAIT!!!!!!WTF ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR RIGHT HAND?!??!?!!?!?!?!?!?!!? *points to my right hand*
I look down at it surprised. It was under the counter. I look at it, show him.
Me: Nothing?!?!?!
DW: ................*looks like he's going to punch me*
Me: What is wrong with you?
DW: *aggressively* NOTHING! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
Me: Whatever.
He leaves, and I get back to the person on the phone. But then he comes BACK and starts hollering again!
DW: HEY!! YOU!! *points at me* YEAH YOU!!! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!
Me: A guest?
DW: That's right sweetie! *leaves*
It might sounds funny, but I was seriously freaked out and shaken up by his hostility. I was afraid he would come back. Immediately I got on the phone with my manager OMS. When I described how he had broke our things and screamed at me, he eventually agreed to call the police. He said he would talk to our GM, and call me back.
I called the police, described him best I could, what he was wearing, etc. They nabbed him, and the GM called back to say throw him out! Throw him the hell out!The GM and the police talked, and the police said they would lock him up on public drunkness. Phew! Even now, I'm JUST beginning to calm down. Scary.
Me: Scared outta her mind
DW: drunken weirdo, probably high too, 99.9% sure
Me: *in the back*
Loud BOOM
Me: WTF! *runs to the front door*
I mean that crash was the loudest crash I've ever heard. I was sure the front door was in pieces but it wasn't.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! <---intercom buzzer
DW: Your door is broken!
Me: *mega annoyed cuz of the door* Yeah, we're supposed to keep it locked cuz of you know safety reasons?!
DW: ....*rude stare* >:-(
I was sure safety was not in his vocabulary, but aganist my instinct, I walked him in. All through checkin he was acting really high and weird, speaking really fast and his eyes were crossing sporadically. He kept acting really edgy and walking around like he had ants in his pants.
After he went to his room, I could hear BOOMS and CRASHES, really loud ones. I thought someone was having a party or something in their rooms. About an hour later, I heard a SMASH. This time something broke, it was our little carrier for the mail.
Me: *sees it on the ground in pieces* WTF?!
DW: Oh heeeey. Yeah sorry about that. *points to it*
Me:.............
Me: Can I help you?
DW: Yeah you're door is still broken! (It wasn't) How do you get out?!
The phone rang at that point. I told him to wait one moment and I would put the person on hold. While I was trying to put the person on the phone on hold, he started hollering at the tops of his lungs!
DW: *angrily* WAIT!!!!!!WTF ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR RIGHT HAND?!??!?!!?!?!?!?!?!!? *points to my right hand*
I look down at it surprised. It was under the counter. I look at it, show him.
Me: Nothing?!?!?!
DW: ................*looks like he's going to punch me*
Me: What is wrong with you?
DW: *aggressively* NOTHING! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
Me: Whatever.
He leaves, and I get back to the person on the phone. But then he comes BACK and starts hollering again!
DW: HEY!! YOU!! *points at me* YEAH YOU!!! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!
Me: A guest?
DW: That's right sweetie! *leaves*
It might sounds funny, but I was seriously freaked out and shaken up by his hostility. I was afraid he would come back. Immediately I got on the phone with my manager OMS. When I described how he had broke our things and screamed at me, he eventually agreed to call the police. He said he would talk to our GM, and call me back.
I called the police, described him best I could, what he was wearing, etc. They nabbed him, and the GM called back to say throw him out! Throw him the hell out!The GM and the police talked, and the police said they would lock him up on public drunkness. Phew! Even now, I'm JUST beginning to calm down. Scary.
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