Monday, October 09, 2006
7:33 PM
i'm in hell. i hate stupid people for making my life difficult. some people cant just take what they are given and deal with it. "i dont want to be on the third floor. i just dont like it. i need to cancel her reservation and add her name to mine. i'm a stupid inconsiderate bitch who cant be satisfied with what i have" ugh...this job. i need a new one. this stupid uniform. even steve in valet today (who i see all the time on campus--he's my favorite. he's also very taken) told me today that these uniforms just aren't flattering on any of us. thanks...steve. but sadly he's right. they look aweful on all of us. especially me. i was having a discussion once with nick volf about how he' d kill to have a job where he got to wear a suit everyday as opposed to some sort of a deli shirt. right now, in my uuuuugly uniform, i would kill for a deli shirt. i'm not sure i could actually handle working in a deli, more power to ya, but this job sucks. no one cares about the front desk. not only are we the worst paid position in the hotel, we take ALL of the abuse too. when something goes wrong they bitch to the front desk. i'm sick of listening to it. "my keys dont work, my room's too hot my rooms too cold i want a higher room is that the best rate you can offer but i'm a blue member i have AAA can i get a wake up call why doesnt your shuttle go to the mall my cab never came why cant you send the pizza guy up to my room but i wanted a non smoking room i need a breakfast coupon we only got 4 drink tickets we were supposed to get 5 my keys dont work my keys dont work, my keys still dont fucking work and on and on and on and on and for 8 hours straight i am continually bitched at over something petty and something that is generally not my fault. and i'm sick of it. i guess i just dont care about people and their problems. i care about people. but i care about people that i love. or i care about people in third world countries that are dying. or i care about those people that work their entire lives and never get anywhere and still have to do extra things just to make ends meet. that is who i care about. not some snobby rich guy who can afford to pay 289.00 a night to stay at a 4 star hotel who is complaining because of something stupid like the maids didn't clean his room because he had his Do NOT Disturb in the door until 4:00 in the afternoon when many of the maids are rushing to finish the rest of the 252 rooms that they have to clean each night. or when some old fat guy calls the front desk from his cell phone on the second floor because his isnt using his keys right and he's too lazy to take the elevator down one fucking floor to have us make him new keys. so to all the guests at the embassy suites: i'm sorry if i was a little short with you today or if you could tell that my smile was nothing but fake, but I DONT CARE.