Let the Easter posts begin.
Oh the pettiness in this hurt.
A bogan is the Australian equivalent of trailer trash in America. They're stupid, think they know better than you and are aggressive with or without provocation.
I just got off a shift with a lady I shall dub Bogan-ella.
3:00
Bogan-ella comes in asking if she can get Netflix on our TVs coz she wanted to log into her account.
Me: No sorry, we don't have smart TVs. (We're a motel for Christ's sake).
B.E.: No set box or anything?
Me: No.
B.E.: How do you people survive down here?
[Two second pause, including me blinking in disbelief]
Me: We do have the local channels and some cable channels.
B.E.: Well do you have a music channel.
Me: Yes. Just flip to the channel number on your room's guide.
She left somewhat satisfied, but this really left my head scratching. She and her partner were checked in before I arrived so I presumed they had a WiFi password. If she had a smartphone, she could have just got the app. Then again, I can see the cons of watching TV in your phone.
5:00
Husband comes down. You could really feel the bogan vibe off this guy. No shirt, tattoos, nipple piercings and a beer belly. Still, he seemed like a nice guy. HE asked for some more shampoo and conditioner for his wife coz apparently he used some and she needed more for her long hair. Plus two towels. I told him the cost and got them for him, he just needed to get the money from his room.
Not too long after, he and Bogan-ella come to the desk. Bogan-ella SLAMS the money onto the counter and went off at me that we don't give enough toiletries.
Let me offer my case. In the queen size rooms, we leave one tube of shampoo, conditioner and body wash and a bar of soap. We kind of assume that guests will bring their own. If you want more, politely ask. You don't run up to the desk and tell us how we run things.
Her hair wasn't even that long, it just passed her shoulders. Seriously, even if it's half empty, bring your own. I had to actively ignore her as I was getting her change. When I handed it to her, I said as politely as possible that if they needed anything let me now, so she spat (not literally) back at me "Don't count on it!".
Oh boy am I pissed right now. Petty, idiotic and frustrating. We may be a motel, but we provide the minimum when it comes to toiletries. Don't expect an entire bottle of premium shampoo to be waiting for you in the bathroom.
I'll post an update if they do something crazy when they check out; it's gonna take what little willpower I have not to insult her.
Oh the pettiness in this hurt.
A bogan is the Australian equivalent of trailer trash in America. They're stupid, think they know better than you and are aggressive with or without provocation.
I just got off a shift with a lady I shall dub Bogan-ella.
3:00
Bogan-ella comes in asking if she can get Netflix on our TVs coz she wanted to log into her account.
Me: No sorry, we don't have smart TVs. (We're a motel for Christ's sake).
B.E.: No set box or anything?
Me: No.
B.E.: How do you people survive down here?
[Two second pause, including me blinking in disbelief]
Me: We do have the local channels and some cable channels.
B.E.: Well do you have a music channel.
Me: Yes. Just flip to the channel number on your room's guide.
She left somewhat satisfied, but this really left my head scratching. She and her partner were checked in before I arrived so I presumed they had a WiFi password. If she had a smartphone, she could have just got the app. Then again, I can see the cons of watching TV in your phone.
5:00
Husband comes down. You could really feel the bogan vibe off this guy. No shirt, tattoos, nipple piercings and a beer belly. Still, he seemed like a nice guy. HE asked for some more shampoo and conditioner for his wife coz apparently he used some and she needed more for her long hair. Plus two towels. I told him the cost and got them for him, he just needed to get the money from his room.
Not too long after, he and Bogan-ella come to the desk. Bogan-ella SLAMS the money onto the counter and went off at me that we don't give enough toiletries.
Let me offer my case. In the queen size rooms, we leave one tube of shampoo, conditioner and body wash and a bar of soap. We kind of assume that guests will bring their own. If you want more, politely ask. You don't run up to the desk and tell us how we run things.
Her hair wasn't even that long, it just passed her shoulders. Seriously, even if it's half empty, bring your own. I had to actively ignore her as I was getting her change. When I handed it to her, I said as politely as possible that if they needed anything let me now, so she spat (not literally) back at me "Don't count on it!".
Oh boy am I pissed right now. Petty, idiotic and frustrating. We may be a motel, but we provide the minimum when it comes to toiletries. Don't expect an entire bottle of premium shampoo to be waiting for you in the bathroom.
I'll post an update if they do something crazy when they check out; it's gonna take what little willpower I have not to insult her.
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