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So on this thread, I introduced you all to Rude B*tch, aka RB. Things have progressed, and I feel she is worthy of her own thread.
Background: on Friday, RB was due to check out. We were sold out of her room type for the night. I had no notes that she was going to stay over.
Me: "Are you checking out?"
RB: "No, I'm staying over."
Me: "Well...we're almost full, and it's after checkout, so you need to contact the front desk ASAP to make sure they have room for you."
RB: *in a very snotty tone* "I just woke up! I know I have to go down and see what 'the deal' is!" *slams door in my face*
Me: O_0
She went down to the desk. We had to move her to a different room type to accommodate her. She told CW1 I needed to pay or get the hell out. I wasn't exactly chipper when I spoke with her, since I was having a real tough day, but I didn't say anything that harsh. I told CW1 I thought RB was rude, so the feeling was mutual.
Then later, things got more interesting.
CW2 was told by RB that she didn't want me anywhere near her room. She told CW2 I was with "the others" who were out to get her. She basically accused me of being a spy for her enemies.
Sunday rolls around, and I'm working swing shift. RB comes to the office with her arms loaded with blankets. She sees me, and her eyes get wide.
RB: "Oh, no..." *turns and quickly scurries from the office*
No one else saw her that night, so we don't know what she wanted.
Monday night, RB calls down.
Me: *very cheerfully* "Hello, front desk."
RB: ".....ummm......"
Me: "...."
RB: ".........who is this?"
Me: "This is bhskittykatt."
RB: "...nevermind." *click*
30 seconds later, her teenage daughter rings down from the room to get a wake-up call.
I'm off the next two days, and RB is due to check out the day I get back, so I don't know if I will have any further encounters. If she pays for another week, though, we'll see. I'm MOD on Thursday, and I think I'll go spend some time out in the back of the house that day...like going around at check-out to knock on doors of all our due-outs.
Background: on Friday, RB was due to check out. We were sold out of her room type for the night. I had no notes that she was going to stay over.
Me: "Are you checking out?"
RB: "No, I'm staying over."
Me: "Well...we're almost full, and it's after checkout, so you need to contact the front desk ASAP to make sure they have room for you."
RB: *in a very snotty tone* "I just woke up! I know I have to go down and see what 'the deal' is!" *slams door in my face*
Me: O_0
She went down to the desk. We had to move her to a different room type to accommodate her. She told CW1 I needed to pay or get the hell out. I wasn't exactly chipper when I spoke with her, since I was having a real tough day, but I didn't say anything that harsh. I told CW1 I thought RB was rude, so the feeling was mutual.
Then later, things got more interesting.
CW2 was told by RB that she didn't want me anywhere near her room. She told CW2 I was with "the others" who were out to get her. She basically accused me of being a spy for her enemies.
Sunday rolls around, and I'm working swing shift. RB comes to the office with her arms loaded with blankets. She sees me, and her eyes get wide.
RB: "Oh, no..." *turns and quickly scurries from the office*
No one else saw her that night, so we don't know what she wanted.
Monday night, RB calls down.
Me: *very cheerfully* "Hello, front desk."
RB: ".....ummm......"
Me: "...."
RB: ".........who is this?"
Me: "This is bhskittykatt."
RB: "...nevermind." *click*
30 seconds later, her teenage daughter rings down from the room to get a wake-up call.
I'm off the next two days, and RB is due to check out the day I get back, so I don't know if I will have any further encounters. If she pays for another week, though, we'll see. I'm MOD on Thursday, and I think I'll go spend some time out in the back of the house that day...like going around at check-out to knock on doors of all our due-outs.
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