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BG: This was back when I worked in a national park as a housekeeping inspector. This basically meant I went around making sure the housekeepers did their jobs correctly, bringing people cribs or extra pillows as needed, and answering various (sometimes rather weird) guest questions, in addition to running my ass off doing inventory and the like. /BG
It's about 10 or 11 one morning and I'm in the office when the manager tells me a guest in one of my rooms has a problem and wants someone to come take care of it for her. Based on this vague statement, I head to her cabin and knock. She comes to the door wearing nothing but a very thin white tank top and a towel around her waist. By the way, it's like January, and we're in a fairly cold part of the US, so things are sticking out at me. She's also fricking gorgeous, so I have to make an extra effort not to look anywhere but at her face. She greets me in a thick Australian accent and lets me in.
Apparently the problem is that one of the wall outlets is wiggling a bit when she plugs something in. She seems very concerned that it's going to start a fire or some such. I assure her that this is not a danger, it just means that when they cut the hole for the outlet they made it a little too large, but I call maintenance for her because she says she's still worried about it. Maintenance, of course, finds this more annoying than amusing but they agree to come out and look, and the guy tells her it's fine.
About twenty minutes later, I get a call from the same woman, and this time she wants me to come show her how to use the coffee-maker (I think she was trying to make tea, but this was quite a while ago). To my surprise, she is still clad in the tank top and towel from before. I make a valiant effort to keep my eyes on the coffee-maker and show her how to load the water, how to turn it on, and what to do once you're done. The whole time she's kind of half leaning toward me over the back of the chair and I'm getting much more of a view than I bargained for.
Then she proceeds to sit down with one leg sticking almost all the way out of the towel wrapped loosely around her waist and starts asking me questions about what parts of National Park she should see. And I give her a basic rundown of what I think are the best spots, including one that requires a 30-mile drive. She asks me in more detail about this spot, then proceeds to ask the same questions over again. She repeated this about three times, all the while acting completely oblivious to her state of undress. She finally thanked me and allowed me to leave.
A male coworker (one of the biggest jackasses I have ever had the displeasure of working with) was called into her presence slightly later for similar "concerns" and another questioning session about points of interest. Of course, I was aware of exactly which points of interest he was focusing on when he came out of her cabin and gave me the biggest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen on him...
I'm American and I claim total ignorance of Australian culture. Is it generally considered normal to parade around in front of employees at a place where you're staying in a really skimpy outfit like that? The thing that really makes me think she was an exhibitionist was the coffee-maker. It's fairly self-explanatory. You put water in it, and flip a switch. I think it was mostly a pretext to get me into her room (and hey, maybe she couldn't think of a better way to find an employee to question)...
It's about 10 or 11 one morning and I'm in the office when the manager tells me a guest in one of my rooms has a problem and wants someone to come take care of it for her. Based on this vague statement, I head to her cabin and knock. She comes to the door wearing nothing but a very thin white tank top and a towel around her waist. By the way, it's like January, and we're in a fairly cold part of the US, so things are sticking out at me. She's also fricking gorgeous, so I have to make an extra effort not to look anywhere but at her face. She greets me in a thick Australian accent and lets me in.
Apparently the problem is that one of the wall outlets is wiggling a bit when she plugs something in. She seems very concerned that it's going to start a fire or some such. I assure her that this is not a danger, it just means that when they cut the hole for the outlet they made it a little too large, but I call maintenance for her because she says she's still worried about it. Maintenance, of course, finds this more annoying than amusing but they agree to come out and look, and the guy tells her it's fine.
About twenty minutes later, I get a call from the same woman, and this time she wants me to come show her how to use the coffee-maker (I think she was trying to make tea, but this was quite a while ago). To my surprise, she is still clad in the tank top and towel from before. I make a valiant effort to keep my eyes on the coffee-maker and show her how to load the water, how to turn it on, and what to do once you're done. The whole time she's kind of half leaning toward me over the back of the chair and I'm getting much more of a view than I bargained for.
Then she proceeds to sit down with one leg sticking almost all the way out of the towel wrapped loosely around her waist and starts asking me questions about what parts of National Park she should see. And I give her a basic rundown of what I think are the best spots, including one that requires a 30-mile drive. She asks me in more detail about this spot, then proceeds to ask the same questions over again. She repeated this about three times, all the while acting completely oblivious to her state of undress. She finally thanked me and allowed me to leave.
A male coworker (one of the biggest jackasses I have ever had the displeasure of working with) was called into her presence slightly later for similar "concerns" and another questioning session about points of interest. Of course, I was aware of exactly which points of interest he was focusing on when he came out of her cabin and gave me the biggest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen on him...
I'm American and I claim total ignorance of Australian culture. Is it generally considered normal to parade around in front of employees at a place where you're staying in a really skimpy outfit like that? The thing that really makes me think she was an exhibitionist was the coffee-maker. It's fairly self-explanatory. You put water in it, and flip a switch. I think it was mostly a pretext to get me into her room (and hey, maybe she couldn't think of a better way to find an employee to question)...
. Ah women, can never get them, even if I am one myself. I swear I am a straight male stuck in a chick's body at times.
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