This happened Friday. Fairly minor, but I finally decided it's worth telling.
Guest calls down. He complains that there is a fly in the room. One. Fly. It's on the wall and for whatever reason was keeping him awake. He asked if I had any spray. I told him I'd look. He wanted a discount for the room. I told him that would be something management would approve.
I never was able to find the spray. He never called back on my shift.
Guest calls down. He complains that there is a fly in the room. One. Fly. It's on the wall and for whatever reason was keeping him awake. He asked if I had any spray. I told him I'd look. He wanted a discount for the room. I told him that would be something management would approve.
I never was able to find the spray. He never called back on my shift.


He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
Fixed for you.

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