So tonight, we have Parent's Night at the University, and Massive Geocaching Event nearby, and we are FULL! And I am BUSY!!! And I had to explain to all these guests checking in tonight why the motel was surrounded by cops!!!
Wait, what?
Cast of characters:
Me:
DG: Drunk Guest
DGGF: Drunk Guest's Girlfriend
DGN: Drunk Guest's Neighbor
PD: Our city's finest
So...oh, two hours ago (8pmish), DGN calls saying DG is being noisy and banging things and it sounds like he's tossing furniture around. Great.
I get ready to call DG, when DGGF comes down and tells me the same things, and thinks I should call PD. I can't ring DG, on account of his phone is off the hook (or more likely, has the cord ripped out of the wall), so I call PD.
A few minutes later, DGN calls freaking out and says DG is in the parking lot yelling and beating up DGGF. I look outside, and I see DGGF trying to pack her car with DG shoving her and blocking her. I call 911 and give them the update.
A few minutes after that, DGN calls in a panic. DG is in the room beating up DGGF, and she can hear DGGF screaming! Fortunately, PD rolls up right around then, and I let them deal with that.
PD started with two cars. Then four. Then I saw an SUV roll by. So I don't know for sure how many PD vehicles were here. Guests said they had dogs out patrolling our property. Of course, they won't tell me anything until they're done, so I'm left in the dark.
Most guests, fortunately, were pretty cool. I did have one reservation drop by and cancel, and under the circumstances I didn't charge him for it even though it was late when we normally charge for cancellations.
After an hour and a half, during which I was busy with guests, phone calls (had a prank call, so our auto-attend is off and all calls go through me), and running out of things (key cards, key card sleeves, WiFi access codes, and printer paper), DGGF comes in to use the phone. It's a long-distance call, which I let her make on our main phone.
PD comes down and talks to her to make sure she's OK. PD then informs me that DG evaded them. DG jumped the fence over by the interstate to try and escape. On the other side of this fence, between us and the interstate, is a thick bunch of blackberry bushes. PD had to cut through the fence to get DG out to arrest him. It sounds like DG was cut-up pretty bad, but he deserved what he got, imho.
PD asked who owned the fence, if it was us or the DOT.
Me: "I'm not sure. Last time this happened, we had to repair the fence, but when the DOT came and removed the aluminum poles from the fence*, they took the aluminum with them so..."
PD: "Wait...so this has happened before?"
Me: "Yeah, so I'm sure Boss Man knows what to do about the fence repair."
PD:
"Yeah, sounds like you know what to do!"
I don't know which of us owns that fence, but one way or another the DOT has screwed us (either by making us repair it or stealing our aluminum...depending on who actually owns it).
Ugh, and I still have half an hour left on this nightmarish shift...
*A while back, the DOT removed the poles that ran horizontally along the top of our chain-link fence. If a car hits the fence, apparently those poles become airborne, and turn from a fence-pole into a javelin of doom. They took all the poles with them. Which sucked, 'cause that was enough to get some decent scrap money for, even if it was just aluminum.
Wait, what?
Cast of characters:
Me:

DG: Drunk Guest
DGGF: Drunk Guest's Girlfriend
DGN: Drunk Guest's Neighbor
PD: Our city's finest

So...oh, two hours ago (8pmish), DGN calls saying DG is being noisy and banging things and it sounds like he's tossing furniture around. Great.
I get ready to call DG, when DGGF comes down and tells me the same things, and thinks I should call PD. I can't ring DG, on account of his phone is off the hook (or more likely, has the cord ripped out of the wall), so I call PD.
A few minutes later, DGN calls freaking out and says DG is in the parking lot yelling and beating up DGGF. I look outside, and I see DGGF trying to pack her car with DG shoving her and blocking her. I call 911 and give them the update.
A few minutes after that, DGN calls in a panic. DG is in the room beating up DGGF, and she can hear DGGF screaming! Fortunately, PD rolls up right around then, and I let them deal with that.
PD started with two cars. Then four. Then I saw an SUV roll by. So I don't know for sure how many PD vehicles were here. Guests said they had dogs out patrolling our property. Of course, they won't tell me anything until they're done, so I'm left in the dark.
Most guests, fortunately, were pretty cool. I did have one reservation drop by and cancel, and under the circumstances I didn't charge him for it even though it was late when we normally charge for cancellations.
After an hour and a half, during which I was busy with guests, phone calls (had a prank call, so our auto-attend is off and all calls go through me), and running out of things (key cards, key card sleeves, WiFi access codes, and printer paper), DGGF comes in to use the phone. It's a long-distance call, which I let her make on our main phone.
PD comes down and talks to her to make sure she's OK. PD then informs me that DG evaded them. DG jumped the fence over by the interstate to try and escape. On the other side of this fence, between us and the interstate, is a thick bunch of blackberry bushes. PD had to cut through the fence to get DG out to arrest him. It sounds like DG was cut-up pretty bad, but he deserved what he got, imho.
PD asked who owned the fence, if it was us or the DOT.
Me: "I'm not sure. Last time this happened, we had to repair the fence, but when the DOT came and removed the aluminum poles from the fence*, they took the aluminum with them so..."
PD: "Wait...so this has happened before?"
Me: "Yeah, so I'm sure Boss Man knows what to do about the fence repair."
PD:

I don't know which of us owns that fence, but one way or another the DOT has screwed us (either by making us repair it or stealing our aluminum...depending on who actually owns it).
Ugh, and I still have half an hour left on this nightmarish shift...
*A while back, the DOT removed the poles that ran horizontally along the top of our chain-link fence. If a car hits the fence, apparently those poles become airborne, and turn from a fence-pole into a javelin of doom. They took all the poles with them. Which sucked, 'cause that was enough to get some decent scrap money for, even if it was just aluminum.
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