The empty Inn last night, all lights were operating
Last night at the inn where I work as a front desk clerk in Lewes, our hotel occupancy was ZERO.
NO BODY WAS IN THE HOTEL except your genial and at your service guest service representative......me!
Me waiting for the elevator to make my rounds (looking for "Johnny")
My hours were from 3 pm in the afternoon until 11 pm at night.
In addition to checking in hotel guests, attending to their needs, and answering their questions my additional nighttime duties are:
- Folding laundry
- Cleaning the lint filters (one of my FAV jobs)
- Emptying the dishwasher and putting away the dishes
- Setting out the breakfast dishes
- Vacuuming the lobby rugs
- Mopping the tile floors
- Checking all the outside lights
- Checking to make sure all the doors are locked
- Taking reservations over the phone
- And anything else the hotel guests throw my way (which is infinite - always something new)
Even with all those additional chores, it was a long night at the Inn last night. At times I felt like the Jack Nicholson character in that Stephen King film (I can't remember the name) but the one where he and his family are in the Hotel Overlook. You know the one. It's the one where he goes crazy and takes an ax to chop through a door to get to his wife and then sticks his head through the hole in the door and says "HERE'S JOHNNY!" With the wind howling last night at the Inn, I expected at any moment to see an ax come through one of the door to the office where I sit and a "HERE'S JOHNNY!" moment.
It was a LONG NIGHT.
Checking to make sure no one is in room 402