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A quickie!
I swear...there are times when you have a person who just seems like their entire purpose in life is to make things difficult. In this case, when I came in tonight, there was a group of three women hanging out in the dining room area. Whenever this happens, it invariably means that they will be drunk, loud, and laughing the most annoying, squeaky laughs possible. Tonight was no difference...but as I'm doing things at the front desk, this old man comes walking up.
Old Man: Can you believe how annoying that is?
Me: ... (pa-pa-pa-pokah face)
Old Man: How long have you been putting up with that shit?
Me: Me? About...10 or so minutes.
Old Man: *shakes head* ...They've been like that for three hours.
Old Man then goes stalking over near the dining room...and I'm just groaning to myself, muttering under my breath "don't say anything, don't say anything" over and over. At first, he just gives them this awkward stare, to which they are oblivious since they are enthralled in their drunk conversation. He starts to turn away, and I think I'm in the clear when, suddenly, it happens.
OM (Shouting across the lobby): They look stupid, that explains it.
All three women: What!?
Me: /facepalm Sir, you're not helping...
Queue 20 minutes of yelling and complaining between the two until I finally manage to give OM the hotelspeak version of "go the fuck away, you ass" which leaves me to deal with the three women, who didn't quite get free rooms, but they did get some free food from the pantry instead (and water, I picked stuff that would sober them up faster), and they finally went to sleep a while later.
But seriously OM, thank you for starting shit in the middle of the lobby and involving me in it by shouting rude shit across the fucking hotel for everyone to hear. I know you're old, and you may die soon so you don't care, but all I want is for people to just leave me alone and you're ruining it.
Can't people just be smart when they come here!?
Well shit.
I swear...there are times when you have a person who just seems like their entire purpose in life is to make things difficult. In this case, when I came in tonight, there was a group of three women hanging out in the dining room area. Whenever this happens, it invariably means that they will be drunk, loud, and laughing the most annoying, squeaky laughs possible. Tonight was no difference...but as I'm doing things at the front desk, this old man comes walking up.
Old Man: Can you believe how annoying that is?
Me: ... (pa-pa-pa-pokah face)
Old Man: How long have you been putting up with that shit?
Me: Me? About...10 or so minutes.
Old Man: *shakes head* ...They've been like that for three hours.
Old Man then goes stalking over near the dining room...and I'm just groaning to myself, muttering under my breath "don't say anything, don't say anything" over and over. At first, he just gives them this awkward stare, to which they are oblivious since they are enthralled in their drunk conversation. He starts to turn away, and I think I'm in the clear when, suddenly, it happens.
OM (Shouting across the lobby): They look stupid, that explains it.
All three women: What!?
Me: /facepalm Sir, you're not helping...
Queue 20 minutes of yelling and complaining between the two until I finally manage to give OM the hotelspeak version of "go the fuck away, you ass" which leaves me to deal with the three women, who didn't quite get free rooms, but they did get some free food from the pantry instead (and water, I picked stuff that would sober them up faster), and they finally went to sleep a while later.
But seriously OM, thank you for starting shit in the middle of the lobby and involving me in it by shouting rude shit across the fucking hotel for everyone to hear. I know you're old, and you may die soon so you don't care, but all I want is for people to just leave me alone and you're ruining it.
Can't people just be smart when they come here!?
Well shit.
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