Nothing gold can stay.

Well, my FOM just quit/fired (probably quit.)... Man, this sucks.

Is it really necessary..?

To have six pots of coffee out in a tiny hotel?

Is it that hard to not be terrible? Or retarded?

The as a guest is used for when I go to stores/hotels/etc.. so yeah.

I went to a diner.. a famous chain that's everywhere.. I work somewhat in the service industry and I'm pretty fucking awesome. I hate shitty service. I'm sure you guys hate shitty service also.. I just want to know why it is so fucking hard for some people to be nice- or not as much of a jerk even.

This particular experience.. my waitress happened to be a retard. Great. My fiance and I walked into the restaurant and saw her. We both had a moment of "Oh dear your god, please don't let her be our waitress." ... I think your god hates me. Because she was our waitress. Before she even gave us menus she stopped by the table and told we would need to wait because she has another table. One thing I've learned in hospitality is it's not what you say to someone, it's how you say it. And she said that little bit like we were the banes of her existence. Another waitress saw and actually came over and apologized about the retarded one.

We eventually got through the ordering process and all that shit. Just the idea of that waitress being around food sickens me- She was the type of tard that probably keeps her hands between her butt cheeks when not in use.

She also came up to the table about nine thousand times. Easily. "Is everything okay?" "How is everything?" "You guys doing okay?" When I eat, I want to be left alone. And I hate that waitress super ability to come over and ask you a question after you take a bite of mythic proportions.

It came time to tip. I left her a buck. I went up to pay with my debit card and there were people waiting to be seated. The waitress comes up, looks at me, looks at them, looks at me again.. Like she's a fucking deer in the headlights. I got kinda mad and told her to seat them first then take care of me. She then waddles back over to take care of me. She probably sat them, acted like their business doesn't matter and told them she needed to take care of me first. Fuck that shit. I go to tally the tip and total at the bottom of the bill- I left her a buck at the table (I usually tip well, but.. Yeah.) I X'ed out the tip slot and just put the total. She looks at the bill, sighs, and says to herself "No tip" in a sadsack tone. Wtf. I was starting to channel my inner loud, proud, large black woman but quickly calmed myself. I mean- you just don't do that shit. Manners, much?

I'm still throwing the idea around of calling their manager and speaking to them about her behavior- what do you think, guys?

... Fucking retards.

I think you need to be demoted to a sippy cup.

An old lady was getting coffee and walked over to help her self to a cookie or twelve and somehow dropped her cup of coffee. It went everywhere, or at least all over the floor. The old lady said something along the lines of "WHOOPSADAISY" so freakin' loud and just stood there like a small child that just shat itself and stared at me. All would have been forgiven if she would have came up to the desk quietly and said she had spilled a cup of coffee. Bonus points if she would have asked for something to clean it up with herself. But no. She stared at me waiting for me to magic the spill away. Hag.

This is SPAARRRTTAAA!

TONIGHT WE DINE IN THE BREAKFAST BAR!

*wipes tear from eye* ... So much win.

So in the breakfast bar area of the hotel there is a tiny fridge full of refrigerated treats (yogurt, milk, etc) and this tiny fridge is to remained locked at any time that is not breakfast time. A favorite past time of mine is watching guests walk around in the middle of the night and try to scavenge for some free food like the vultures they are. They will first hover around the coffee station and them make their way down the long counter, first pressing the buttons on the juice machine. The juice machine is turned off at any time that is not breakfast time. The guest will then walk on past the silverware, toasters, etc until they arrive at the fridge. Which they always try to open. Atleast twice. And I will stand behind the desk watching them fail. No one has ever asked me to for food after trying to open that locked refrigerator.

.. Really?

So I had my vacation- it was pure awesome. I finally got to see my friends, very awesome. I saw watchmen! Supremely awesome! And I slept like all night/day before work! Also awesome. I read the log book for the past couple days.. I was hoping something terrible would have happened (A full moon and Friday the 13th) but it seems everything was very nicey nice during my time off.

So anyway, I get back into work, I had my last arrival calling for directions every five minutes. If you listen to my directions it's actually very easy to get to us. But he was a kooky indian dude so.. yeah. 20minutes after he got off the exit (which I can see from the front door of my hotel) he finally arrives. I was in a fantastic mood so he got the star treatment.

About a half hour later I have this weird guy, in his 20's, come in. He had the voice of Peter Brady in the puberty voice changing episode. He had asked if I saw a guy.. He then described the guy- bearded.. oh wait, not full beard, he has a goatee now.. wearing a fleece.. and he is big. The weird guy even had to throw his shoulders forward to indicate a large dude.

I stood there thinking to myself, "Wtf. When did we become twelve?!"

All apologies!

Hey kids,

Sorry I've been neglecting you! I am a terrible parent! Hotel world has been absolutely crazy as of late and your dear Anon has been incredibly stressed out. If all works out- I shall have some vacation time next week. Wish me luck.