This weekend was pretty much full of garbage.
Thursday: I had to play babysitter at the hotel for 5 rooms of grown adults. They were all friends from the Las Vegas area so what all did they go do while they were staying here? Drink, all fucking day. They came back late in the evening, talking loud through the halls, constantly going between rooms, slamming doors. I had to tell them all to be quiet 3 times.
Friday: The group from the night before had the decency to come down and apologize for being a nuisance. A group of 4 mothers checked in with their teenage daughters and from the minute they checked in, they were pigs in the rooms, the girls ransacked everything complimentary we had to offer, they left trash and dishes everywhere in the common areas,and worst of all, they were louder than the Vegas people.
People in packs forget that they talk louder and louder in an effort to hear above their friends. These women were having conversations in the hallway, outside of other guest's room at 11pm at night when wee have posted quiet hours of 10-8am throughout the hotel...
In addition to all this shit, at some point in the evening I'm getting texts from my husband that my sister has been drinking (long story short if I haven't already posted, my sister is an alcoholic. She went to detox in November, been sober since then until a few weeks ago and she's gone right back to her old habits). She gets pissed at him because he told the dog to shut up after barking at him. Then she texts and starts calling me while I'm stuck at work, talking shit about my husband. Finally I have to hang up and deal with these horrible guests.
Saturday: another 12+ hour day of work. I called my cousin/aunt and spoke to her about everything in the morning. My sister later texts me, "you told ___ on me?". We messaged back and forth here and there for me of the day and didn't get anything else after maybe 6pm. Meanwhile, I'm handling these shitbag women at the hotel. The teenage girls are running around in shorts with their butta hanging out, their running up and down the halls, the mothers are drinking and bringing all kinds of additional guests into the hotel. I repeatedly had to tell them to settle down and be quiet up until leaving at 12am. Apparently the area that these women were from in Northern California was not a cheap neighborhood but their behavior was utterly classless.
Sunday: 3rd 12+ hour work day. I come a little bit early to the hotel and my boss was describing to me the goings on of the day. Soon, one of the housekeepers comes and gets me to show me something in a room. It was recently cleaned by them from a check out and so the door was left open. Pillows were out of place, the toilet had clearly been used and on the middle of the bed was clearly a fucking smearing of jizz.
We've had random people walk into rooms before on rare occasions but never had I encountered this. I brought the duvet cover down, went into my boss's office, explained what had happened, and immediately started going through our lousy security system to find the basterdly culprits. It was this couple, my boss had said, that had been hanging around the hotel after check out, making out in a bunch of public places, and looking as if they were scooping out rooms. Well, I got to charge those assholes another nights stay after screenshoting them walking in to the room and out of it (only 10 minutes later).
Today, Monday, has been relatively quiet. I got to sleep in, my first day doing that since last Wednesday. My best friend visited me at work tonight. My sister has been in radio silence with me since Saturday and it's making me feel sad, angry, and quite anxious. I keep checking my messages like a 14 year old love-lorn girl. It makes me so pissed that she doesn't care enough about herself, let alone my father, myself, and her doting boyfriend, to take better care of herself.
Least the Wings won game 3 on Sunday night...
Hopefully I'll have more cheery news for next time folka
