For the record, I HATE my job sometimes. I walked in at 11pm, expecting the average Monday night aka QUIET.
What I got was a lobby full of Italians and luggage.
Apparently the Italian baseball team of some sorts had called and made reservations two weeks ago...
only they were never made.
So Nicole and I ran around like fucking madmen trying to get 38 people into rooms.
Ugh...
This job would be great, if other people did their fucking jobs...
I am going to start looking for another job...
I don't want to be a part of this place anymore.
-KOS
What I got was a lobby full of Italians and luggage.
Apparently the Italian baseball team of some sorts had called and made reservations two weeks ago...
only they were never made.
So Nicole and I ran around like fucking madmen trying to get 38 people into rooms.
Ugh...
This job would be great, if other people did their fucking jobs...
I am going to start looking for another job...
I don't want to be a part of this place anymore.
-KOS