Badge or Boobs

  I will start off with this old regular guest who has a Thai wife, he lives in New York and comes here to Dublin from time to time as he has a business that he is looking after in here. Every time he sees me he stops in the middle of the lobby, I greet him and hope in the back of my head that the phone rings so I can pretend to be busy and not have polite conversation with him, but for some reason I am always unlucky, so Mr. Sleazeballs will come up slowly to me with cane on hand and ask me how I am and if the hotel is busy while constantly looking at my badge or boob (i really don't know, cause his eyes will constantly dart on the left hand side of my jacket where my badge is) and normally I will just blow this off and not even think of it as we are having the small talk, but it happened two days on a row and its just became a bit creepy. I am very tempted to say:

 "Sorry sir, I'm here (pointing at my face) not there(pointing at my left boob)."

 Not that my boobs are "Hooters like" to receive any of that attention, they are just the normal kind and are happy to receive just a passing nod. Anyway, I usually manage to shorten the conversation so I can shoo him away and carry on.

 Moving on... The Xmas period seems to be bringing in the "crazies" as we keep on getting one after the other. If its not the alcoholic couple we have year after year who orders their G&Ts and bottle of chardonnay together with their breki after having to order rounds of these the whole night, every night. It would be the young man who comes down to the desk in the morning a bit panicked as he was pretty sure that he was drugged the night before as he cannot remember anything and his room is a complete sick mess. Or the guy who you blocked a room for and instructed to pack bags so we can move him during the day and comes back to you at midnight telling you that his bags are unpacked and he wants to move rooms NOW!, when the room you were holding for him has been sold already, of course he gets upset with you. You try to turn it around and offer some reasonable options which he will then refuse and threat to speak with the GM.

  It kind of reminds me of the Robot Santa Claus in futurama, he spreads out this antagonism that most of the time is really easy to fall into as the energy just draws you and the people around you into it like a big snowball falling on a hill.

 "Bananas" I tell you! If you don't have any sense of humour to make some situations lighter, you'll probably end up in a banana institution! But sure,"What the hell! bring 'em on and we'll sort them out!"

Where's my Armani Jacket?!?

So, I was about to finish my shift and Mr. Dim came to the front desk telling me that I have his jacket. For a little while I thought... and try to re-call if I might have spoken to someone regarding a jacket, but as much as I racked my tiny little brain, I could not remember anything. Mr. Dim seems to be sure that someone has found his jacket, so I went through all the standard operating procedures to see if I can find it but there was no luck. So I said to myself, ill ask for more details. So...

Mr. Dim: Where is my jacket?

He does not look this good but I was definitely in the company of a wolf!!!

Owl: Sir, may I just ask for a few more details, what colour is your jacket? Where did you leave it and when?

Mr. Dim: (in a condescending tone) Its a black ARMANI jacket, I left it in the bar, YOU called me last night in my room to tell me that you found it. Its very important , my passport is there!

Owl: Sorry sir, I called you?

Mr. Dim: I don't know someone called me.

Owl: So, bear with me, cause I have to investigate further (said on a calm manner, but really fuming inside). Why don't you have breakfast while I try to find out where your jacket is (and save us both the embarrassment of whose the more stupider person here).

  We eventually found his jacket, and checked that his passport was there. I was thinking of drawing a dry wipe on his passport saying "Stop loosing your shit! you forgetful Git!" but I refrained from doing so. I really hate it when people gets this way and I want to tell them straight in their face "YOU were the one who lost your things! YOU were the one telling me that it was important, so WHY THE HELL did you not collect it when someone rang you! Now YOU have the gall to actually make me feel that this is my fault! Rot in hell bastard! Although, I'm sure he will enjoy that too!

You & I Both ♥

 So, hey, its been awhile. I had a blog written on the beginning of October, however when I was about to copy paste it from my notes, I accidentally erased it instead. Grrrr, I hated myself for that! Anyway, I have a short and sweet one here and I hope you guys enjoy it...

    Did you know: “Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realise why it never worked out with anyone else.” It makes me feel grateful, and foolish in a way when I thought of all the sad moments of my life, and why I have put myself in so much pain, not realising that I will meet someone who will make me really happy. I tell my friends, maybe its like practise, if it was a game, you kind of try your best to be good  however bad things are going and tell yourself that you are a good person and that maybe someday, just maybe, someone good will come your way, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be lucky this time around. Well, it seems like this time around I have the good luck!

  It feels good to know that you belong to someone and that this someone belongs to you too! I suppose the challenge then lies on how long you can keep it up, and that, my friends, will be the interesting part of the journey and as Jason Mraz sang, " if you could see me now, well then I'm almost finally out of, finally out of, finally dedeedeeedeee, well then I'm almost finally out of words."

Jumping Into the Scary Pool

This bit, I admittedly find challenging and I am not going to lie about it! Its not so easy for most people  to admit that they are lonely and in need of a "special someone" in their life to fill in the void. But I am getting a little sick of waiting for things to happen. So I have started slowly by downloading this dating app on my phone. This is, in hoping that this is the beginning of trying to shift my gears from dipping a toe in to jumping in feet first.

 Its amazing to see how many people put their self out there on this things and what you can actually learn from them by just reading their profiles. Some of them will admittedly say that they just want fuck buddies and some will give you, what I think, to be an honest to goodness thought out profile. Some can just deceive you and after chatting with them for a little while and making you think 'hmmm, there might be something here', will ruin it and send you a picture of their wiener, complete with a video! Well, I suppose its part of the experience, I just hope that there are still good fishes swimming out there and its not so hard to identify them from the sharks & piranhas....

Sucker for Flyby Boys!

 I was walking to get my bus one day and I had to laugh at myself cause I realised how much of a sucker I am for people who leaves. I'm really not sure what it is, it seems that when people who are close to me plans to change their life and move somewhere, I am right smack in the middle of their life getting more involved, as if its a mission for me to actually be there to assist with their every need and make sure that everything is in place or everything is sorted. This energy seems to draw me in the centre and leaves me drained and exhausted afterwards. It makes me think if this is a pattern and if this is the reason why I am not with anyone...

Its like a cartoon, put someone there who has a a travelling bag or am planning to leave for the betterment of their lives and "Wham!" "Owl in Dublin at your service!" Oh, you're feeling insecure about your decision? " I'm here to tell you that its OK to feel that way and it will pass and you're going to be OK. You don't feel comfortable about this or that, DO NOT FEAR, cause I am here and I will try my best to ease your discomfort. You are feeling horny and you need some loving, COME TO ME and I will give you some intimacy. If I have a super power, it would probably be a long the lines of being a little geeky, cause I love reading and making people come to terms with their inner peace.
  Funny cause not a lot of people can actually make me feel at peace with myself....

Haughty Bitch You're in the Wrong Hotel!

 It was just half an hour before I finish my shift and this haughty lady came up with a lot of attitude to me and was telling me that they are checking in. So I politely asked for her last name, trying my best not to get on her nerves as she seems properly wound up. Her name was not on our system so I was asking her if she has any confirmation number which she said was with her husband. When her husband came she asked if we were "such & such" hotel and I said "oh Madam no, we are the "Wouldn't really want Bitches like you Hotel" and as Concierge was hauling the trolley laden with their luggage, I motioned that they have got the wrong hotel and to take those bags out.
  As we were talking about them at the back office, we were laughing cause, this lady came in seeming to be high and mighty when they got off from their taxi apparently this was how it went:

Haughty Lady: Hello bellman!! can you bring down our luggage. Oh my God its raining! My husband, do you have any umbrellas? (not even bothering to listen to the bellman, goes inside the hotel).
Owl: Good morning madame! Checking in?
Haughty Lady: (looking stressed and wound up) Yes, check in, last name Stuck-upbitch...(repeats this constantly).
Owl: Uhmm, let me see.... I cannot find your name on our system... do you have any confirmation number?
Haughty Lady: My husband has it...(repeats her last name again, as if I did not hear it the first time... husband comes in) do you have the confirmation number dear? We were booked from American Express...
Owl: Oh, ok, (looks in the system again)...
Haughty Lady: is this the "Such & Such" hotel?
Owl: Oh no. Sorry you're in the wrong hotel...(good riddance! motions to the Concierge to take the bags out of the hotel immediately).
 
   Why do people put themselves into such a state for no reason? They end up stupidly getting agitated with things and just wind up embarrassing themselves and people around them. For some reason they let the stressful things take control of them rather than them taking control of the stressful situation. If they just take one deep breath and say to themselves: "I'm glad we arrived in Dublin safely, I feel a bit tired, but only a few more minutes and I will be in the hotel where I can rest." and put their minds at ease, cause  they are on a holiday, then maybe they can enjoy themselves more.

Whine-a-holics Anonymous

 Just one of those regular days at work where you are expecting to just have a normal shift, so you come up to the desk and ask your colleague in a mildly cheerful manner how the day has gone and you can immediately see on her face "Oh, here goes...

Whiner1: Oh, I'm so tired...

Owl: Oh right, was it busy?

Whiner1:Yeah, it just got really busy right now and I'm not sure what I'm doing anymore. I feel so tired cause my baby was crying the whole night last night and I didn't get any sleep at all. I was working nights for the last few nights and it was just a killer.... blah,blah,blah...

Owl: Oh, OK, is there anything I can do to help you there.

Whiner1: Oh yeah, can you please look after this one thing, cause I did not get to do it from my task list and blah,blah,blah....

Owl: Oh, yeah sure, you go ahead and go inside and finish up there, so you don't get interrupted.

Enter Whiner2

Owl: Hi, how are you?

Whiner2: I'm good, except for the fact that one of the girls I was working with left me to do more work than I had to, so I really do not want to help anybody anymore cause I just end up getting used.

Owl: Oh, I'm sorry that's how you feel. Silence.....

  What is the deal with people! Why the hell do they think I care about the choices that they made with their lives. I have decided not to have children at this stage so I can have a quiet life so I really do not give a rats ass if your baby kept you up all night and its not my problem if you don't have the balls to tell your colleague that what she has done to you is not nice and to please not do it again! I am NOT your damned shrink man!

 It may seem a bit cruel and UN-emphatic but Hey! I have worries too and it may not be deemed serious or stressful to anybody but for me it is, and I do not go out whining it for everybody to vouch for freaking sympathy, just because someone seems to be listening, it does not mean to say that they are in an emphatic mood.

  Anybody want to open a Whine-a-holics Anonymous?!? I can recommend it to a few people I know...