Summer brings the wild, crazy, mean people to the hotel. The latest example? Being a slave to Satan herself. But praise be to God, there are also nice people. Today was a day full of nice people. And I made a friend!
A guest called from a few blocks away asking for directions. I thought my directions were clear enough, two right turns and you've reached your destination! But he called 10 minutes later hopelessly lost. It was a bonding moment only furthered when he finally reached the hotel and checked in.
He came a little bit later for some wine...and also some beer and we got to chatting. Like I said, good friends. He headed back to the room, his wife, and his two little ones, and I back to work. I like having fun with guests and this is generally the extent that I'll talk to them. But me and my new friend had one more meeting when I walked out of the back door of the hotel and caught him and his wife making out. Good, good friends.
That man single-handedly made the last week and a half at work worth it. I'm just sorry I can't say goodbye tomorrow.
No comments:
Post a Comment