Oh man, when i Jinx things I really do. Had yet ANOTHER one last night. It's not even tourist season yet! WTF Hotel GOds?!?!?! WHY?!?!! *Sob*
I had to unlucky pleasure of dealing with Old Drunk Guy and his Drunk Grandson.
Let just geton with it so I can quickly forget...
Old Drunk Guy: Nasty old fart
Old Drunk Son: Nasty just like his old Pops, at least had some sense
ODG: HEY YOU
Me: Can I help you
ODG: THIS KEY DOESN'T WORK RM 666
Me: Let me check it
(I check it.)
Me: Well it says Rm 666.
ODS: We tried and it didn't work
Me: Ok, I'll just go up and help you then
ODS: YES!
( I go. The key refuses to work.)
Me: Is there someone else in there? Sometimes it doesn't work if they've thrown the deadbolt.
(Might as well called their moms big fat dirty pigs. THey went off like a siren.)
ODS & ODG: T H E R E B E T T E R N O T B E !!!!!! BLAH BLAH BLAH RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE!
Me: Ok.
(I use my master key. It works.)
Me: *looks* Looks like there no one.
ODS: Yeah there bettter not be. Obviously!
Me: Like I said, the key said Rm 666 when I checked it, and there was no one inside. So that's mean there's a lock problem I think.
ODG: DONT YOU EVEN KNOW WHATS WRONG?!
Me: I'm not a lock mechanic--
ODG: *not listening* DAMN RIGHT! I AM SOOOO MAD! *three inches from my face; PU alcohol breath*
Me: I'll be telling the manager.
ODG: YEAH YOU TELL YOUR MANAGER THIS IS AN OUTRAGE !!!!
Me: Sorry about the inconvenience...
ODG: I WANT MY BILL REFUNDED!! THIS IS THE FOURTH TIME!!
Me: Yes I can do that...
ODG: YEAH YOU DO THAT! *positively jumping up and down and stamping his feet*
ODS: *pushes me out* Sorry, he's sick. *slams door hard behind me*
Yeah sick in the head.
I had to unlucky pleasure of dealing with Old Drunk Guy and his Drunk Grandson.
Let just geton with it so I can quickly forget...
Old Drunk Guy: Nasty old fart
Old Drunk Son: Nasty just like his old Pops, at least had some sense
ODG: HEY YOU
Me: Can I help you
ODG: THIS KEY DOESN'T WORK RM 666
Me: Let me check it
(I check it.)
Me: Well it says Rm 666.
ODS: We tried and it didn't work
Me: Ok, I'll just go up and help you then
ODS: YES!
( I go. The key refuses to work.)
Me: Is there someone else in there? Sometimes it doesn't work if they've thrown the deadbolt.
(Might as well called their moms big fat dirty pigs. THey went off like a siren.)
ODS & ODG: T H E R E B E T T E R N O T B E !!!!!! BLAH BLAH BLAH RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE!
Me: Ok.
(I use my master key. It works.)
Me: *looks* Looks like there no one.
ODS: Yeah there bettter not be. Obviously!
Me: Like I said, the key said Rm 666 when I checked it, and there was no one inside. So that's mean there's a lock problem I think.
ODG: DONT YOU EVEN KNOW WHATS WRONG?!
Me: I'm not a lock mechanic--
ODG: *not listening* DAMN RIGHT! I AM SOOOO MAD! *three inches from my face; PU alcohol breath*
Me: I'll be telling the manager.
ODG: YEAH YOU TELL YOUR MANAGER THIS IS AN OUTRAGE !!!!
Me: Sorry about the inconvenience...
ODG: I WANT MY BILL REFUNDED!! THIS IS THE FOURTH TIME!!
Me: Yes I can do that...
ODG: YEAH YOU DO THAT! *positively jumping up and down and stamping his feet*
ODS: *pushes me out* Sorry, he's sick. *slams door hard behind me*
Yeah sick in the head.
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