Aquachic

So, I went out for a swim with a friend and for some reason, the pool on a Friday morning was busy and I generally enjoy observing people so after two laps I just sat down by the edge of the pool to watch people from all walks of life. There was this guy who I thought I knew and who kept on smiling at me so I just smiled back politely, after a while when he smiled at me and my friend, it just kind became a bit creepy. We went to the dry sauna for awhile and were chatting a bit, oblivious that we're the only two girls there and are surrounded by tattooed men with their thick Dub accents, reminds me of the guy who collects our bins, and whoever works with me on nights will know it when I say "thorntons recycling."

 Anyway, back to the pool and the lady who caught my attention most is Aquachic, cause she had all this gears with her, like flippers for the feet, and something similar for the hands as well. And she can do this flip under water after a lap that I have been dreaming to learn all my life. When I see it being done, it always kinds of amazes me, so cool! So I just want to say, for Aquachic, who I kept staring at while she glides on and overtakes the dude who really should be on the medium lane, kudos to you for splashing some water on my face while I'm trying to finish one of my laps.

Troll In the Lobby

You will hear from me in the morning!!!

  I wish I can write a romantic story where I had a secret admirer who gave me a bouquet of red roses on Valentines Day so I can at least occupy my thoughts on silly imaginings and be happy for at least a moment or maybe awhile, seeing as it does not take much to make me happy. What I got, instead, is an obnoxious guest returning in the hotel early in the morning, drunk, shouting obscenities because he was not able to get past the locked doors  after giving out the wrong room number when asked, at past one in the morning...

Mr. Troll: "You did not let me in! Me! I will talk to someone in the morning about this!" (in an incredulous tone, pointing his finger at me and repeating the same sentence, as if I did not hear it loud and clear.) Blah blah blah...

Owl: Sir, this is being done for your own security as well as all the residents in house.

Mr. Troll: (Angrily) I will talk to someone in the morning! (storms off)

   God must have misheard me when I prayed for a tall nice guy, He probably just heard the tall bit and dropped off a troll by mistake cause a more urgent prayer needed to be heard. Well, what can I say... some people probably have the troll genes on them and however human like they seem, their "inner troll" still comes out naturally. This dude has been flagged already from hand overs as one of the idiotically demanding ones and he is not even a loyal member. I suppose I was one of the "lucky" ones to actually have the pleasure of meeting him. What a charming guy! 

Fish Cyclops

Hey! Can you tell me where my friend Nemo is?

Funny story.... for me anyway. One of my workmates was telling me a story about her pet fish and how one of them died. Her housemate apparently scooped up one of this goldfish (described as the one with the bulging eyes) because it seemed sick, so the housemate apparently blew some air on to the fish's mouth and one of the eyes popped out of the socket! This, for some reason cracked me up 'cause I was imagining this happen in a cartoonish way in my minds eye, even though it was described in a very solemnly endearing manner. The fish obviously died and was apparently flushed down the toilet.  To comfort her I just said, "Don't worry, your housemate is probably going to be haunted by Cyclops Fish," and this made her smile a bit. I'm not into fish, I'm more of a dog person, that's probably why I find this a little funny.
  A lot of turnover on people work wise, I used to view this in a sad way before, kind of makes me think how people are changing their lives and somehow I am not. But now I, for some reason have a different point of view about it, It seems refreshing in a way that now that some people are gone, there's an opportunity to meet new people, and hopefully get to know and learn from them...

Annual Christmas Party!

 Just had our annual Christmas Party and it was good fun!(despite the horrible rainy day) I must say, from thinking of what I'm going to wear, to getting to the venue and actually getting that first glass of prosecco. It must have been a long time since I did any kind of socializing, to actually look forward to this one. The food was a bit disappointing and almost everyone found it tasteless however the band and the dancing was good. Made even better by observing all your tipsy colleagues who had enough drinks and feels uninhibited enough to actually not realise that they're making Muppet's out of themselves, yours truly included of course! Going to a night club afterwards is reminiscent of the good old days when the horrid smell of alcohol and sweat mixed together in a basement did not seem to faze me. Throw in all the young lads who keeps eyeing or otherwise chatting you up and "Happy Days" it actually feels like I'm in my twenties again for a short period of time. The sleeplessness and the alcohol sweats because you knew you had too much, instantly brings you back to earth and makes you realise that "yes, my dear, sadly you are not in your twenties no more!"

 So, I just finished most of my tasks and its nice and quiet in the lobby. Just thinking about the last couple of days and how people just kept on moaning about stuff. You know, stuff that did not happen, stuff that happened because of someone, boss stuff, stuff that's getting on the way of other stuff. It just feels like everything is spiralling into this big snowball of unhappy stuff! Anyway, when energy like this goes around its usually contagious and once people start on a roll, you might as well roll with them cause there really is no way of getting around it. The good news is that it has a beginning and an end and I have a feeling that its ending soon. So, we look forward to when the good stuff starts rolling!

New Year 2012

Happy New Year all!!!

  Sorry I have not been writing ever since Xmas, I just decided to work as I am for some reason not feeling the joy the year 2011, I decided to ask for the New Year off to celebrate the coming year. I planned on having party which did not happen in the end 'cause the peeps I invited all had plans of their own.  It  turned out ok cause I was not feeling my 100% on that day so it just ended up with me and my housemate  popping a bottle of Prosecco at midnight.
  So I have been procrastinating on writing for the last few weeks and now I'm feeling bad, cause I know that there were a few occasions that I had good material to write but did not take the opportunity to do something creative about the ideas and they just ended up in what i hope is the recycle bin of my brain.
  Anyhow! Here I am at your service again and hopefully can bring up some entertainment for people who wants to read especially those working in the hotel industry. So I checked in one of our platinum guest and he was a bit short and unfriendly while I was checking him in.

Owl in Dublin: Good evening sir, you're very welcomed! Let me check you in.

Mr. Crank: Good evening! (practically throws his platinum card in front of me) Can you tell me if my stay has been extended for one night?

Owl : Uhhhmmmm, let me check for you sir. (seeing the Alert) We will have to let you know in the morning if your stay can be extended sir.

Mr. Crank: (points at his platinum card) Well, I'm on that level so I should not really be asking. Anyway, I  have 2 questions for you. Has my room been upgraded? And where is the Four Seasons Hotel?

Owl : (with a very fake half smile) We will let you know in the morning about the extension sir. Your room has been upgraded into a deluxe category, however it has 2 beds. Would you prefer a double bed?

Mr. Crank: (with a frown and some kind of look of unbelief) Yes, i prefer a room with a queen sized bed.

Owl : Certainly sir, let me change your room to a queen sized room. Here are your keys, have a goodnight.

  Early in the morning Mr. Crank came to desk with his now becomingly familiar frown and asked one of my colleagues if he can speak to one of the sales guys. He was upset as his headboard fell (ha!ha!), he does not seem to be hurt and I thought "JUSTICE!," again what goes around comes around, and swift for some than the others!

 More to come....

I Hate Mr. Fuckston Club - join for free

Another normal night and i was just beginning my shift and had a call from this english chap whom I detest and have managed to avoid speaking to or having any kind of interaction until now! Anyway, the conversation went like this.

Me: Good Evening, this is Owl in Dublin, how may I assist?

Mr. Fuckston: Oh hi, I'm staying in Room 443 and I just want to say that I have stayed in this room before about 3 months ago and have had the same issue since then.

Me: What seems to be the problem sir?

Mr. Fuckston: The flush is not working properly. Now, I dont want to be difficult but, I want to be moved to a nice room tomorrow, preferably the Presidential Suite, and I just want to say that this is unacceptable for a 5 star hotel.

Me: (thinking you probably deposited a big load of you junk in it, that's why) I would have a room blocked for you tomorrow sir and I will address the issue to the the management, (this is said in a really calm manner although when you look back at the cameras, you will see very different person swinging one of her hand with her middle finger risen up like it has been suddenly called upon by her evil master!)

  He was still ranting on about things that he did not like and since my tolerance is really short for this kind of people and crap I told him that he can speak with the manager on duty, which to my relief, he declined. My relief , by the way, is based on the fact that my poor duty manager would not need to listen to this kind of horseshit! Note that this guy is a very regular guest who has duped us into thinking that he was leaving and has requested to be upgraded to the presidential suite, which at the time he got and has been very happy with(very clever!), only to return back week after week and find something to complain about." Can you please ask Housekeeping to iron my shirts, but please ask them to iron it this properly, a man of my position should not have to explain this to someone who only cleans for a living." as if the air coming out of his butthole is something freaking precious! Arrrrgggghhh!!! I hate this guy, to the core of my being! And my fellow workers feel the same. I swear, if he orders room service and I happen to be the fortunate one doing his food, I would whip up something "EXTRA SPECIAL" for him!

I don't understand "Why Oh Why?" if people are not happy with most of our services, do they come back and give our people grief! I hope he leaves and not come back ever.

AFTER A WEEK:


  Hooray! God do sometimes hear our prayers! This dude has been transferred to another area!!! 

Early Morning and MickyDs

Right, so it was one of this nights when people are in the brink of boredom and we ask each other "So lads, what the fuck do we do tonight?!?" and the immediate answer is "We eat something greasy!"  So yours truly, volunteered to go to the friendly neigborhood McDonalds and what do I find?!? A bunch of teeny boppers who just got out from binge drinking over the night and plenty of them. Anyway, I decided to queue up to what I thought was the shortest line only to wind up in the middle of a row between one of the lads who was just standing beside me and a knacker who jumped the queue. I thought at first that they knew each other however as their conversation progresses, their body language became more aggressive and then verbal abuse seemed to just fly out of the air. "Boy Wonder" beside me threatened to smack the head off of this bitch and was shouting obscenities which did not seem to faze her so when she got her order she came flying back to this guy and was going to give him what seems to be a really good knackering, one of her hand curled up in a fist, ready to give "boy wonder" a good blow in the face,only the security dude, bless him, stopped the would be drama! Shame! This happened in a matter of three minutes and while people looked on, other people continued ordering their food like nothing is happening. So as I was about to stand next to the counter, one of this teeny boppers tried jumping in the line yet again and I met the eyes of "boy wonder" and we just turned our heads in disbelief. Thank be to God that i'm sober and have to get back to work as I would have joined in the show and made a really good performance of it. It sounds sad, but i'm afraid that, my friends, was the only interesting part of my week.