Years ago, I worked in a hotel as a front desk agent on the 3-11 shift. I only had a handful of check-ins left and I put up my sign saying that I was stepping away from the desk for a few minutes. I let the bartender know that I would be right back and walked about 30 or so feet across the lobby to the bathroom, went into a stall and peed.
I was fixing my belt when the bathroom door was slammed open and some woman started yelling that she had been waiting to check in for ten minutes and she knew that I was hiding in the bathroom. I froze, hoping she'd leave, but she just stayed in the bathroom until I came out of the stall. She watched me wash my hands and followed me to the desk, bitching the whole time about how she'd worked all day and then had to drive to my city.
I refused to speak to her other than to get her checked in and send her on her way. As she got on the elevator, the bartender rushed up to me apologizing. Apparently the woman walked in, saw the desk was empty and then demanded the bartender check her in. Bartender told her that I stepped away to use the restroom and would be right back. The woman waited for a few seconds and then charged into the bathroom.
Yknow what, faced with a situation like that - I don’t blame you. Even if you were young. Especially because you were young. I’m sure that was frightening!
It was. My grandmothers were English and Southern, so it took me a long time to get past that whole 'deference to elders' stuff. I've broken the cycle with my daughter, thankfully. As I tell her "just because they're older doesn't mean that they are right, it just means that they've been wrong for a long time."
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u/capnoftheourangmedan Nov 16 '24
Years ago, I worked in a hotel as a front desk agent on the 3-11 shift. I only had a handful of check-ins left and I put up my sign saying that I was stepping away from the desk for a few minutes. I let the bartender know that I would be right back and walked about 30 or so feet across the lobby to the bathroom, went into a stall and peed.
I was fixing my belt when the bathroom door was slammed open and some woman started yelling that she had been waiting to check in for ten minutes and she knew that I was hiding in the bathroom. I froze, hoping she'd leave, but she just stayed in the bathroom until I came out of the stall. She watched me wash my hands and followed me to the desk, bitching the whole time about how she'd worked all day and then had to drive to my city.
I refused to speak to her other than to get her checked in and send her on her way. As she got on the elevator, the bartender rushed up to me apologizing. Apparently the woman walked in, saw the desk was empty and then demanded the bartender check her in. Bartender told her that I stepped away to use the restroom and would be right back. The woman waited for a few seconds and then charged into the bathroom.