I don't understand how these people do it. They try to stay up all night drinking and then get up at 6am to go to their kid's game. What satanic pact did they make?

Every time Expedia or another company calls, it literally turns into a speech jammer as I hear my own voice in my ears. It's gotten to the point where I just refuse calls if they use a headset. If it's that important, they'll find a landline.

The other thing I had in mind was how everyone complains about needing to request room cleaning. Just reuse your towel, idiot. It's what you do at home.

The sad thing is this is in small city price scaling for a 1 bedroom suite. I'm sure it's much worse in more populus locales.

You'd think in a world where smart phones are ubiquitous, people would be more aware of their charge cables. But they always lose track of them, and expect us to supply them with new ones.

We don't even save lost charge cables anymore because since COVID-19, we throw that shit away.

And no, I'm not loaning them my charger. Thankfully, I'm on Android, so most of them can't even use my cord.

I hate running the market. It's always bugged me, and I always want to shut it down. Especially since my current place of employ doesn't have guest room microwaves, so the assholes stand next to me while they're cooking their stupid instant noodles.

Well, I got called in on my night off and so, to preserve what sanity I have left, I've been telling people the market is closed. If I have to be here on a Saturday, it's going to be on my terms. If they're that hungry, order door dash. Probably cheaper.

And there is a weird schadenfreude from denying a guest something. Like, we take back that skosh of power from them.

Source: I work at a Wyndham hotel

“How dare you charge me… you should have read my mind and known I wasn’t coming.”