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lady_t_220*LT crawls in then keels over and passes out in a dead faint*
I am absolutely fucking knackered.
*sniffs* I hate Fridays... and on top of the usual room changes I got to lug around the put-up bed, try and wedge it into a room it was never really designed to be put-up in, traipse all the way from the top of one end of the hotel all the way to the top of the other and back again lugging a duvet and damnit it was like a bloody greenhouse with all them flippin' windows >.<
*bitches silently... or not so silently as the case may be*
Did have some weird thoughts at work today though... Some strange and random national stereotypes for you, gathered from my days spent footling around clearing up after them.
German people are painfully neat, to the point where some of them don't even seem to move in their sleep because the sheets are never wrinkled. I like German people, they're very easy to tidy up after.
Scottish people have weird soap that leaves scum all over the bathroom every damn time. It's annoying.
Aussies tend to leave really humid bathrooms. Crack a window or something, please, it's like a sauna in here.
Chinese people sleep a lot and though their English may be a little questionable most of them are very sure on the use of the word "economise". It amuses me.
Japanese people leave a lot of mess, and somehow manage to spill water on pretty much everything. Just stop it right now, it's a pain in the arse lifting up the glass tops on the dressers to dry underneath them.
American people like to talk a lot. To pretty much anyone. This is not a problem per se, just please not while I'm trying to work, this stack of linen is heavy.
Spanish people will open doors for you if you look pathetic enough. This is actually kind of sweet.
And Russian businessmen like bananas.
Oh, and I think too much fiction has leeched into my life. Every time I open a wardrobe door at work to check for lost property, or pull back a shower curtain from the bathtubs, some little part of me is half expecting to find a corpse dangling there in a really nifty horror movie type way.
I know that sounds kinda' disturbing, but there you go. I have days when this is the most painfully boring job in the universe, I guess I have to find something to amuse myself with.
I am absolutely fucking knackered.
*sniffs* I hate Fridays... and on top of the usual room changes I got to lug around the put-up bed, try and wedge it into a room it was never really designed to be put-up in, traipse all the way from the top of one end of the hotel all the way to the top of the other and back again lugging a duvet and damnit it was like a bloody greenhouse with all them flippin' windows >.<
*bitches silently... or not so silently as the case may be*
Did have some weird thoughts at work today though... Some strange and random national stereotypes for you, gathered from my days spent footling around clearing up after them.
German people are painfully neat, to the point where some of them don't even seem to move in their sleep because the sheets are never wrinkled. I like German people, they're very easy to tidy up after.
Scottish people have weird soap that leaves scum all over the bathroom every damn time. It's annoying.
Aussies tend to leave really humid bathrooms. Crack a window or something, please, it's like a sauna in here.
Chinese people sleep a lot and though their English may be a little questionable most of them are very sure on the use of the word "economise". It amuses me.
Japanese people leave a lot of mess, and somehow manage to spill water on pretty much everything. Just stop it right now, it's a pain in the arse lifting up the glass tops on the dressers to dry underneath them.
American people like to talk a lot. To pretty much anyone. This is not a problem per se, just please not while I'm trying to work, this stack of linen is heavy.
Spanish people will open doors for you if you look pathetic enough. This is actually kind of sweet.
And Russian businessmen like bananas.
Oh, and I think too much fiction has leeched into my life. Every time I open a wardrobe door at work to check for lost property, or pull back a shower curtain from the bathtubs, some little part of me is half expecting to find a corpse dangling there in a really nifty horror movie type way.
I know that sounds kinda' disturbing, but there you go. I have days when this is the most painfully boring job in the universe, I guess I have to find something to amuse myself with.
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Date: 2003-04-11 10:43 am (UTC)Thats me!! Every time I open a closed door I'm briefly frightened that something scary might be behind it. Every night I check on Lil'zet before I go to bed and I have to pause and psych myself up before I open her door. It's not like I've been ambushed by aliens or axe-murderers previously either- I have no idea why I'm such a wuss about that.
I'm the same way with shower curtains, too. I can't stand to have them closed and it makes me nervous to pull them open for the first time.
Hi! My names zet, and I'm insane! ;)
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Date: 2003-04-11 11:13 am (UTC)LOL! Yeah, that's me too :D 8 wardrobes and 2 shower curtains a day, there's a split second where you think "If this were a horror movie there'd be a dead person in here... and I would scream SO loud..."
I must admit shower curtains are a bit of a thing. Cause wardrobe corpses dangle, but bathtub ones wallow, usually in a realy bloody way. XD
*gets whisked off by a herd of psychiatrists with a butterfly net*
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Date: 2003-04-11 04:28 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-04-11 04:47 pm (UTC)