As of today, its been 1 month and 2 days of living as a minimum waged white collar citizen. Well, at least the collar isn't blue. So let me tell you my observation working as a receptionist in a hotel.
Condoms ? Yeah they're there. Some are still moist when discovered...
Couples entering separately for fear of being seen going into a hotel together to have sex? Plenty.
One of my ex schoolmates whom removed me from Facebook without even have the courtesy to tell me we're no longer friends? Oh did I also mentioned she was seen going in and out of the room with another guy. It's none of my business, really, but I still harbor hate toward her for deleting me off her friend list.
And so far, there has been two ancient bicycles and a motorbike stolen, with two cars and a hardware shop got broken into. Its a scary place, but you know what's scarier ? Room guests. So there was this 23 year old immature boy who extended his check out time til 1, and by 2 he wasn't out so Kanchanama went up and opened his room door. This boy got so pissed he came down and started shouting shamelessly causing a ruckus. Kanchanama threatened to call the police, in which she did and it was settled by the police. Moral of the story - don't mess with an angry woman. Neva eva kick the hornet's nest.
I have also seen humans which are beyond stupid with the IQ of a whale turd. Seriously, if you think you're dumb, these people are beyond saving grace. Now I know there is actually no limit as to how retarded a human can be, and its everywhere.
And by the way, if you think "customers are always right", take your motto and shove it up your ignorant asshole please. Do us all a favor by dousing yourself with flammable liquid and die a slow, painful death. Thanks. But on the other end of the monochrome rainbow, there are actually two guests that I really like. One of them has tipped me twice during both of his stays since I started working, and the other one addresses me by my name after I told him my name only once. He said he remembers my name because there're only so few of us, but hey he's kinda cute so it's okay. And speaking of cute, I remember this particular hot as fuck room guest. He walked up to the counter and I kept staring until I noticed his boyfriend. Bummer. He was really hot, like a younger and hotter Nigel Barker with golden hair hidden underneath a cap. So yeah this job has cons that over weigh the pros, but hey at least I get paid to sit and just get verbally abused. It's not that bad, really.
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