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  • But I'm friends with a VIP host (language)

    Okay, this one was just special.

    2:30am
    Phone rings
    Me: Front desk, this is Smiley, how may I help you?
    SC: Oh my God, I just got to my room (btw, I checked her in four hours prior) and it is a disaster, I pulled back the sheets and there is pubic hair and blood on them.
    Me: I'm so sorry about that, I don't know why housekeeping would leave a room like that, but I will have our houseman come up with new sheets as quickly as he can.
    SC: Please have him hurry.

    I page the houseman, let him know the situation, and he starts getting new sheets for the room.

    2:35am
    phone rings
    Me: Front desk, this is Smiley, how may I help you?
    SC: Why isn't the housekeeper here yet? It's been forever since I called you.
    Me: Ma'am, I'm sorry, but you are in one of the further rooms in the hotel, it will take him a few minutes to get out there.
    SC: Did you ever watch that cartoon Marvin the Martian?
    Me: ( ) Yes ma'am?
    SC: Well, because this room is horrible.

    um...

    2:45am
    phone rings
    Me: Front desk, this is Smiley, how may I help you?
    SC: What the hell kind of place are you running here? The guy showed up with a set of new sheets, how the hell is new sheets supposed to make the room clean?
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but when you first called, all you asked about was new sheets, if you want, I can send him back to give it a quick cleaning. Obviously with how late it is, there is some things that he can't do because it would be too noisy, but he can make it better.
    SC: No, that fucker left and refused to even put the new sheets on, you fuckers should be ashamed of yourself for renting such a terrible room, I'm going to talk to your fucking upper management, I know upper management, they'll listen to me, what the fuck are you going to do to make this right?
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but if you don't want us to send the houseman back to clean the room, we can move you to another room.
    SC: Well, I better damned well be getting a suite if I'm moved, and I want breakfast comped.
    Me: Okay, I would need a supervisor's approval for that, if you can hold I can get in touch with them.
    SC: No, I don't want to fucking hold, just call me back.

    So at this point I pull up her reservation and her play history... I see an interesting thing in the notes.
    Internal message: Friends with (VIP host). (employee ID of reservation agent)
    Internal message: No she's not. (employee ID of said VIP host).

    Oh joy, this will be fun.
    At this point, this lovely lady had been yelling loud enough that my coworker could hear her, so he was already on the phone to the supervisor. He has explained what he has overheard and handed me the phone as soon as I was off the phone with SC.
    Me: Hi (manager), it's Smiley, I know that (coworker) already explained a lot of the situation to you.
    Manager: Yes, is it correct she was using f-bombs?
    Me: Yes, that is correct.
    Manager: Yeah, there's no way in hell I'm upgrading her, especially since she also verbally assaulted the houseman when he showed up with the sheets, I don't blame him for refusing to enter the room. I've got to go sign off on a jackpot payout and I'll call her back myself.

    2:55am
    phone rings
    Me: Front desk, this is Smiley, how may I help you?
    SC: Yeah, why the hell haven't you called me back?
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, I spoke to my supervisor, and she wanted to look into what could be done personally and speak to you directly once she had, I think she was just about ready to call you. If you would like I can page her to call you right now.
    SC: Her?
    Me: Yes, the manager on duty is (manager)
    SC: Is she the one who is out on the casino floor?
    Me: Yes ma'am, we only have one manager on duty on graveyard shift (not entirely true, we also have a cage manager on duty and a security manager on duty, but neither of them can help with guest services).
    SC: No, I don't want to talk to her, I want to talk to the male supervisor.
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but she is the only supervisor here.
    SC: No, I want to talk to the male supervisor that I'm friends with.
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but as I said, she is the only supervisor here, if you give me the manager's name that you normally work with, I can leave them a message to contact you as soon as they get in.
    SC: The male one that I worked with last time! (note, I am not redacting the name, she literally did keep saying "the male supervisor")
    Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but we have several male supervisors, I would need their name to leave a message.
    SC: You know what, fuck it, just have the houseman bring the damned sheets, tell that bitch not to call me, I'll just call the male supervisor in the morning.

    So, I send the houseman back out, I call the manager on duty to update her.
    Me: Hey (manager), SC called back, I explained to her that you were looking into it and would be calling her shortly, and after finding out it was you, she decided to just have the houseman come and give her new sheets and asked that you not call her.
    Manager: That doesn't surprise me... I had to kick her out of (restaurant) because she was in there 2 hours after they closed wandering around completely drunk.

    Oh, and to add a bonus to this story... other than forgetting who she name dropped, I looked up her play history, she has gambled twice with us, once in 2012 for half an hour on penny slots, once last month for one hour on penny slots, and she had absolutely no play this month... oh, and the reservationist forgot to redeem her offer at time of reservation. I of course fixed this. Now, if an offer is redeemed through the reservation system, it won't show you as having been in the casino, so it won't affect your average daily play levels (which are what determine what player level you are and what offers you get), and I could have gone in and retroactively done that in the reservation system... but you know what, she has been in the casino, and she should have been gambling if she is staying on our dime, so I redeemed it directly out of her players club account adding a big fat 0 into the equation for her average daily play level for her stay Oh, and the fact that it is petty vengeance screwing up her player level was a secondary motivation, it is house policy that any time they are using an offer in person at the hotel to count it as a trip so it works into their player level (after all, the whole point of having people bring offers in is to encourage them to gamble, if they aren't going to be encouraged to gamble, then there is no point in sending them those offers).

    eta- when the houseman finally did go into the room and change the sheets, there was indeed blood on them... a very small spot, in the bottom corner, that had clearly been bleached but was still barely visible (you know how you can never get blood all the way out)... as far as the pubic hair that was supposedly on the sheets, the houseman couldn't see anything... the houseman did concede also that the room was a bit dusty and had obviously been rushed by housekeeping, and that the guest did have some legitimate complaints, but nothing nearly as bad as what she was claiming was the state of the room.
    Last edited by smileyeagle1021; 04-30-2013, 01:42 PM.
    If you wish to find meaning, listen to the music not the song

  • #2
    i'm thinking she was just having a hissy fit to see if she could get an upgrade

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    • #3
      She may have had a legitimate complaint, but man she took it up to eleven.

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      • #4
        Quoth NateTheChops View Post
        She may have had a legitimate complaint, but man she took it up to eleven.
        not even sure she had that anymore, not since the "blood" turned out to be a tiny stain that had been washed / bleached already

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        • #5
          I know, I know, Rule #2 of CS; "Don't Try To Understand Sucktomer Logic."

          But I just cannot let go of the whole Marvin the Martian thing. wtf? indeed!

          Oh, and nicely handled Smiley, esp. the history fix.

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          • #6
            Bleach wont remove blood properly. you need peroxide for that.

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            • #7
              And I thought I got all "gimme an upgrade!" people. I think yours beats me by a long shot.

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              • #8
                I laughed quite a bit at "No she's not." I love when I see that in someone's notes.
                "That's too bad. Hospitals aren't fun to fight through."
                "What IS fun to fight through?"
                "Gardens. Electronics shops. Antique stores, but only if they're classy."

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                • #9
                  Probably stewing because she was kicked out of the restaurant and decided to get back at the company by pitching a fit. Sorry lady - you lose! Thanks for playing.
                  When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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                  • #10
                    Quoth NateTheChops View Post
                    She may have had a legitimate complaint, but man she took it up to eleven.
                    So why don't you make ten louder and make ten the maximum number and make your hissyfit louder?

                    Well, this hissyfit goes to eleven.
                    Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

                    "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

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                    • #11
                      Quoth NateTheChops View Post
                      She may have had a legitimate complaint, but man she took it up to eleven.
                      Quoth PepperElf View Post
                      not even sure she had that anymore, not since the "blood" turned out to be a tiny stain that had been washed / bleached already
                      Oh, I know she probably had some legitimate complaints, I have no doubt that the housekeepers cut corners (they all know they are losing their jobs within a month... not that we feel sorry for them, they were all horrible housekeepers before they all got termination notices... hence why the contract we have with their housekeeping service isn't being renewed and we are bringing in a new service). But, at the same time, a room that doesn't pass the white glove test isn't automatically filthy... especially when we offered to make it right. And, I mean, her first complaint was specifically about the sheets, so that's what we sent someone to fix, had she said that the sheets needed replaced and the room wasn't dusted well and needed a touch up, then we would have sent someone prepared to fix that, but we can't fix what we can't see and haven't been told about.

                      Quoth KhirasHY View Post
                      I laughed quite a bit at "No she's not." I love when I see that in someone's notes.
                      Yeah, that made my night also.
                      If you wish to find meaning, listen to the music not the song

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                      • #12
                        Actually, I find that the enzymatic cleaners designed to clean cloth diapers get blood out completely.

                        But you have to soak the cloth for a few hours before washing; and hotel laundries may not have time to do that.
                        Seshat's self-help guide:
                        1. Would you rather be right, or get the result you want?
                        2. If you're consistently getting results you don't want, change what you do.
                        3. Deal with the situation you have now, however it occurred.
                        4. Accept the consequences of your decisions.

                        "All I want is a pretty girl, a decent meal, and the right to shoot lightning at fools." - Anders, Dragon Age.

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                        • #13
                          I'd doubt it Seshat. I've seen the laundry rooms of 5 separate hotels...the biggest one I worked in had a laundry room bigger than some houses I've seen.

                          They have so much volume, letting something soak for a few hours is practically impossible in my experience. That's why a lot of stained sheets and such just get thrown out (if they're bad) or donated (if they're not) to goodwill.
                          "That's too bad. Hospitals aren't fun to fight through."
                          "What IS fun to fight through?"
                          "Gardens. Electronics shops. Antique stores, but only if they're classy."

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                          • #14
                            Quoth KhirasHY View Post
                            They have so much volume, letting something soak for a few hours is practically impossible in my experience. That's why a lot of stained sheets and such just get thrown out (if they're bad) or donated (if they're not) to goodwill.
                            Also, let's not forget that it is actually cheaper a lot of the time to just replace it. They buy sheets in bulk, they have to pay the people cleaning them by the hour, they buy their chemicals in bulk... to have to buy a small amount of chemical and have an employee spend time on a special project very well could cost more than just throwing it out and replacing it with one of the bulk discount replacements. I mean, we expect to have to go through sheets quickly, they take a beating (washing sheets is what puts the majority of the wear and tear on them, which explains why they can last for years in a private home where they are washed maybe once a month when they will last only a couple of months at best in a hotel where they are washed every day), so throwing one out a few weeks early isn't a hardship.
                            Now, the housekeeping laziness I will complain bitterly about is how they will take ash trays out of the smoking rooms to clean them and then never put them back
                            If you wish to find meaning, listen to the music not the song

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                            • #15
                              I love how she is friends with a manager but does not know his name.

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