This couple checked in with (I last counted) 15 kids last night. Mad because we won't allow them all to be stuffed in one room. Most of the kids were in their early teens. So the Couple of the Year (COTY) agree to use multiple rooms, one for them, 3 for the rest for the kids.
The couple stayed in their room to do couply stuff I guess, and meanwhile the kids were tearing the whole hotel up. Lounging everywhere. Running thru hallways. Going outside and running up and down the street. This is verrry dangerous because it was past midnight and the street we're on is very sketchy at night.
I'm in the middle of doing something when BAM! The front doors fling open and I see a blur of a couple of preteens fly by (man they were fast) and a man chasing them. I hear footsteps running and a gasp and a scream. I hear something hitting the floor.
I go to look but find nothing. So I write it off as them horsing around when a man approaches.
"Hey, there was a weirdo chasing some girls but I stopped him," he says.
"Um....good?" I say. I go and check the security cams. Sure enough, there's a suspicous man with his face covered lurking around. He seems to be outside of the hotel, not inside, so I just keep an eye on him. He disappears and lock the door just in case.
I don't think much of it until COTY soon after that comes down and orders all the lounging kids to go to bed. With much whining they do so. I think, FINALLY!
COTY approaches me. "Can I help you?" I say.
"Yeah, didja know that there was a mentally ill weirdo chasing one of my kids?" They say. "They're ok, but they were SCARED."
"Uh...you want me to call the police?" I ask.
"YES!"
So I call and they send an officer. He talks to COYT.... They were roaming around up and down the street, unchecked, when a weirdo with a mask saw them, ran after them. They ran back to the hotel, and the weirdo ran after them. I was right at the front but it happened so quick I didn't see anything but a blur. The officer catches the weirdo a little while later, and guess what, he's a career criminal.
The crimnial goes to jail for the other crimes he committed, and all's well. But Really, watch your d*** kids! Those girls were lucky he didn't pull them in an alleyway and well, you know.
And some people WONDER why why we lock the doors.
After dealing with all of that I was ready to go home, but still 5 hours left. I got a call from someone who didn't know how to use the remote.
After taking 2 minutes taking him thru it, he hisses, "It SHOUUULD be easier, I don't like it!" I didn't say it, but I felt like saying, there are 100+ people in the hotel. ALLLL of them have figured out how to use the remote. Except you. What does that tell you? Idiot, yes? BTW, the remote isn't llike one of those remotes with 100s of buttons and all that crap. POwer. Channels. Volume. I said that I would speak with my manager, then wrote a note on his reservation to corporate in case he complains.
The couple stayed in their room to do couply stuff I guess, and meanwhile the kids were tearing the whole hotel up. Lounging everywhere. Running thru hallways. Going outside and running up and down the street. This is verrry dangerous because it was past midnight and the street we're on is very sketchy at night.
I'm in the middle of doing something when BAM! The front doors fling open and I see a blur of a couple of preteens fly by (man they were fast) and a man chasing them. I hear footsteps running and a gasp and a scream. I hear something hitting the floor.
I go to look but find nothing. So I write it off as them horsing around when a man approaches.
"Hey, there was a weirdo chasing some girls but I stopped him," he says.
"Um....good?" I say. I go and check the security cams. Sure enough, there's a suspicous man with his face covered lurking around. He seems to be outside of the hotel, not inside, so I just keep an eye on him. He disappears and lock the door just in case.
I don't think much of it until COTY soon after that comes down and orders all the lounging kids to go to bed. With much whining they do so. I think, FINALLY!
COTY approaches me. "Can I help you?" I say.
"Yeah, didja know that there was a mentally ill weirdo chasing one of my kids?" They say. "They're ok, but they were SCARED."
"Uh...you want me to call the police?" I ask.
"YES!"
So I call and they send an officer. He talks to COYT.... They were roaming around up and down the street, unchecked, when a weirdo with a mask saw them, ran after them. They ran back to the hotel, and the weirdo ran after them. I was right at the front but it happened so quick I didn't see anything but a blur. The officer catches the weirdo a little while later, and guess what, he's a career criminal.
The crimnial goes to jail for the other crimes he committed, and all's well. But Really, watch your d*** kids! Those girls were lucky he didn't pull them in an alleyway and well, you know.
And some people WONDER why why we lock the doors.
After dealing with all of that I was ready to go home, but still 5 hours left. I got a call from someone who didn't know how to use the remote.
After taking 2 minutes taking him thru it, he hisses, "It SHOUUULD be easier, I don't like it!" I didn't say it, but I felt like saying, there are 100+ people in the hotel. ALLLL of them have figured out how to use the remote. Except you. What does that tell you? Idiot, yes? BTW, the remote isn't llike one of those remotes with 100s of buttons and all that crap. POwer. Channels. Volume. I said that I would speak with my manager, then wrote a note on his reservation to corporate in case he complains.
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