Sunday, October 26, 2008

The napkin man

This is my vent for the day.
The napkin man showed up at the motel. He is an older guy who has a few mental problems. Radiation for one. He is obsessed with it. When he checks in he has to have a room in the corner of the building, no window facing the parking lot or the street. He then unscrews every light bulb, covers the mirror with toothpaste and then places napkins on the toothpaste so the mirror can not reflect any radiation on him. Hence the name the napkin man. finally he unplugs the Television and turns it towards the wall covering it with several towels. He was put in the wrong room one night, New girl, and came complaining to me in the morning that he had to sleep on the floor because of the radiation from the parkinglot melted his brain and oozed out of his eys. His eyes leaked all night and could not possible stay in that room one minute longer.

When he finally leaves the housekeepers have one hell of a time cleaning all the napkins and toothpaste off everything and putting the room back together.

He is just one of the colorful people that come to visit, sometimes when he comes he is a college professor, he has beeen a private detective, and business man who is opening an office in town. The business... Radiation detector.

He is quite the guy.

Have a good day.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

work work work

I am a manager of a local motel , which I have worked at for 10 years, I have managed it for abour 2 years. I enjoy my work as I get to meet new people from all over the world. I have also had some very bizzare things happen as anyone in the hotel motel business can tell you . There always seem to be something strange going on.

I am not much of a writer as you can probably tell, but on this blog I am going to vent my feelings and well tell some crazy stories about work, family, and me without jnaming names or violating some sort of code , like what happens in the motel stays in the motel. I just need a place to tell my observations, get rid of my fustrations and generally vent my anger.

Starting off I would like to say to anyone who happens to be reading this, I hope you enjoy .

This morning went fairly well, but I guess last night was another story. One of our guest came in quite drunk and passed out in the hall with one hand down his pants. I should tell you the night desk clerk is quite young and a little embarrassed, but she handled it like a pro. She pulled his hand out of his pants and helped the man up then physically helped him to his room .
This is a hazard of being a night desk clerk. Running around trying to make sure everyone gets to their own room, finding them naked in the halls or in one case finding a gentleman in nothing but his depends undergarment, he was sleep walking and couldn't remember what room he was in.

This is an example of what is to come. I will leave you with this.