There's a lot of bars around, so we get lots of drunks. Pro of drunken guest: They usually don't remember what happened, so you can be rude to them and they won't even know it the next day. Of course, I'm not.....unless they are to me.... Con: They are the stupidest guests, even someone with an IQ of 30 is much smarter....and the most physically aggressive...ah, alcohol...
So....
Around 2 am I heard thump thump thump. I'm not sure if it's footsteps coming from above or what, but I go up to the desk to make sure. What do I see is a guy smashing the automatic door with his foot to near breakage. I see a keycard so I know they're staying here. I let them in and say "Can I help you"
Drunken guy 1: *calls me something that sounds like the C word; I have to lip read*
Me: Excuse me? What was that?
DG 1: *repeats*
Me: What?
Drunken guy 2: *tries to pull DG1 away* C'mon....
DG1: *stays where he is and walks menacingly to me*
Me:....What room are you two in?
Both: *ignore my question, DG2 pulls DG1 finally away, saying 'come on!'*
They go up and I hear no more of them. I write a note. I would follow to see what room they were in but I'm not dumb, what if they have a weapon. Too bad we don't have security cams on each floor, then I could see. Oh well.
And the same scenario, except with different drunks and a lot better attitudes...but still sucky.
DG: Hello my keys didn't work on the reader outside so uh, can you reprogram it?
Me: Ok, let's see.. *notices cell phone in DG1's hand* It's your cellphone deactivating it. *tests key card* Yeah, it's says it's been damaged.
DG: Uh buh why? How can we not let that happen? It was in its sleeve and all.
Me: Just keep em apart like, have your phone in your pocket and your key card in your wallet, or another pocket.
DG: Uh? *looks at me like I just explain rocket science* P-pocket? Eh? *changes the subject* But WHY does it do it?
Me: *sigh* It's like magnetic strip on the key card. Your phone gives off a field that messes up the info on it.
DG: Uh? Muh Mag Ne Tick? *acts like he just learned a new word* ...
Me: Especially your phone, which gives off a very strong deactivating field. The more powerful the phone, the stronger the field.
DG: De Act Tiv Vating. Buh, why?
Me: Just google it.
DG: Oh. Okay-ay!
He goes away finally and I breath a sigh of relief. Looks like someone failed 6th grade science!
Ah, education....
So....
Around 2 am I heard thump thump thump. I'm not sure if it's footsteps coming from above or what, but I go up to the desk to make sure. What do I see is a guy smashing the automatic door with his foot to near breakage. I see a keycard so I know they're staying here. I let them in and say "Can I help you"
Drunken guy 1: *calls me something that sounds like the C word; I have to lip read*
Me: Excuse me? What was that?
DG 1: *repeats*
Me: What?
Drunken guy 2: *tries to pull DG1 away* C'mon....
DG1: *stays where he is and walks menacingly to me*
Me:....What room are you two in?
Both: *ignore my question, DG2 pulls DG1 finally away, saying 'come on!'*
They go up and I hear no more of them. I write a note. I would follow to see what room they were in but I'm not dumb, what if they have a weapon. Too bad we don't have security cams on each floor, then I could see. Oh well.
And the same scenario, except with different drunks and a lot better attitudes...but still sucky.
DG: Hello my keys didn't work on the reader outside so uh, can you reprogram it?
Me: Ok, let's see.. *notices cell phone in DG1's hand* It's your cellphone deactivating it. *tests key card* Yeah, it's says it's been damaged.
DG: Uh buh why? How can we not let that happen? It was in its sleeve and all.
Me: Just keep em apart like, have your phone in your pocket and your key card in your wallet, or another pocket.
DG: Uh? *looks at me like I just explain rocket science* P-pocket? Eh? *changes the subject* But WHY does it do it?
Me: *sigh* It's like magnetic strip on the key card. Your phone gives off a field that messes up the info on it.
DG: Uh? Muh Mag Ne Tick? *acts like he just learned a new word* ...
Me: Especially your phone, which gives off a very strong deactivating field. The more powerful the phone, the stronger the field.
DG: De Act Tiv Vating. Buh, why?
Me: Just google it.
DG: Oh. Okay-ay!
He goes away finally and I breath a sigh of relief. Looks like someone failed 6th grade science!

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