I hate working mornings part 208427:
Guest walks up to the desk.
Me: Good morning! How can I help you?
Guest: (drops keys and a general pile of paper garbage on my desk and starts to walk off)
Me: I guess you’re checking out then! WONDERFUL! I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!
Guest: (turns around and looks at me and either waves or does the begone hand flip)
Me: THANK YOU BYE BYE NOW.
Morning shift fun continues. Had some dude walk up to the desk a few minutes ago and before I could even “Hi How Can I help you?!”
Guest: DO YOU HAVE A RECEIPT FOR ME?
Now before I continue during the morning shift, this could be a vendor, this could be a guest, I have no idea.
Me: I’m sorry sir, what are you looking for a receipt for?
Guest: My room. Are you deaf?
Me: And what room were we staying in last night sir?
Guest: My room.
Me: Yes sir I understand that, but what was the number on YOUR room?
Guest: *shouts his last name at me*
I give up at this point, this bro is rude and clearly isn’t going to do anything I ask at this point so I go the long way around and figure out what room he was in without his help. I print his receipt out and hand him one to sign.
Guest: I’m not signing anything.
Me: Yes. You. Are. Please. Sign. This. And. I. Will. Give. You. A. Copy. For. Your. Records.
Guest: (cusses a bunch under his breath) scribbles something on a piece of paper and holds his hand out for the receipt that i give him.
Guest: I can’t believe I have to sign my name, you already know my name.
Me: Thank you bye bye now.
HOW DO YOU SURVIVE ON YOUR OWN?!?!?!?