I don't understand why when I try to inform our guests of things, some of them get all butt-hurt.
Guest who is a regular came in, on her cell. I inform her she is in the east wing (there is a different elevator system).
SC: Oh the new wing?
Me: Well, it was built in 2003, so it's not new anymore. *smily, laugh a bit* Most of us call it the east wing now.
SC: Oh well...whatever. It's still newer.
Me: That depends. (I was trying to make light of the moment with convo, she was cranky at the person on her cell she wasn't listening to.) We have recently remodeled our west wing. *smile*
SC: (convo goes down hill) *angry at me for "correcting" her* Well. *glare* *gives does it really f-ing matter look*
Me: Eh, whatever right? *smile*
SC: (Walks off pissed at me, or at person on other end of cell...either way I am sure she will bitch.)
Guest who is a regular came in, on her cell. I inform her she is in the east wing (there is a different elevator system).
SC: Oh the new wing?
Me: Well, it was built in 2003, so it's not new anymore. *smily, laugh a bit* Most of us call it the east wing now.
SC: Oh well...whatever. It's still newer.
Me: That depends. (I was trying to make light of the moment with convo, she was cranky at the person on her cell she wasn't listening to.) We have recently remodeled our west wing. *smile*
SC: (convo goes down hill) *angry at me for "correcting" her* Well. *glare* *gives does it really f-ing matter look*
Me: Eh, whatever right? *smile*
SC: (Walks off pissed at me, or at person on other end of cell...either way I am sure she will bitch.)

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