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Yes, it's been a while but I am back from the Front Desk, with the tales of one of the two hellacious shifts of every semester: CLOSING.
Somehow I always end up working the freshman building front desk closing shift.
For those who don't know or forgot...I'm in NYC. I work at the dorms front desk. My school is NOT NYU. We have a stringent policy and I often work either nightshift or on call. This was an on-call thing.
As in, literally. My day began after I passed out working nightshift (4 am finish) and was woken at 2 pm by one of my supes calling me and saying, "Hey, LM, we need you to come in. YES it's an emergency and YES it's closing at the freshman building."
Hoiii.
So, I run in there and it's, of course, pandemonium. People are moving out, left and right and while the building - campus-wide - goes on lockdown at 5 pm, the housing staff has to be there for an extra hour.
So far I've dealt with an abundance of morons.
"My (person signing in) doesn't have an ID...can't you just make an exception for me?"
NO. I'm not the higher staff. I'm not authorized to give exceptions.
"How do you call a cab?"
...Our semester is 4 months long. If you haven't figured it out that the only way to call a fucking cab is to stand and raise hand, then you shouldn't attend school in the Big Apple. The private cabbies are 1. in the boroughs and 2. charge up the nose to go to airport/anywhere outside their zones. A yellow cab's a flat 30 to any airport/Penn Station/Port Authority. No, I'm not joking.
And freshmen, for the love of fucking corn, if you are being informed of a policy IN THE RULEBOOK, which you signed for when first entering the college, you should 1. stfu and 2. read it and 3. NEVER EVER EVER ask me "are you suuuuuure because no one TOLD me this..." One, i'm a senior and was drilled on this for a week every semester that I worked. Two, when you sign for something, you're expected to read.
"Where's my RA?"
...If you lived in a dorm and didn't talk to your RA, that's your issue.
*headdesk*
*headdesk again*
Somehow I always end up working the freshman building front desk closing shift.
For those who don't know or forgot...I'm in NYC. I work at the dorms front desk. My school is NOT NYU. We have a stringent policy and I often work either nightshift or on call. This was an on-call thing.
As in, literally. My day began after I passed out working nightshift (4 am finish) and was woken at 2 pm by one of my supes calling me and saying, "Hey, LM, we need you to come in. YES it's an emergency and YES it's closing at the freshman building."
Hoiii.
So, I run in there and it's, of course, pandemonium. People are moving out, left and right and while the building - campus-wide - goes on lockdown at 5 pm, the housing staff has to be there for an extra hour.
So far I've dealt with an abundance of morons.
"My (person signing in) doesn't have an ID...can't you just make an exception for me?"
NO. I'm not the higher staff. I'm not authorized to give exceptions.
"How do you call a cab?"
...Our semester is 4 months long. If you haven't figured it out that the only way to call a fucking cab is to stand and raise hand, then you shouldn't attend school in the Big Apple. The private cabbies are 1. in the boroughs and 2. charge up the nose to go to airport/anywhere outside their zones. A yellow cab's a flat 30 to any airport/Penn Station/Port Authority. No, I'm not joking.
And freshmen, for the love of fucking corn, if you are being informed of a policy IN THE RULEBOOK, which you signed for when first entering the college, you should 1. stfu and 2. read it and 3. NEVER EVER EVER ask me "are you suuuuuure because no one TOLD me this..." One, i'm a senior and was drilled on this for a week every semester that I worked. Two, when you sign for something, you're expected to read.
"Where's my RA?"
...If you lived in a dorm and didn't talk to your RA, that's your issue.
*headdesk*
*headdesk again*