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Customers need to be taken down a peg

I AM SO FUCKING TIRED. Every day I show up to work (luxury hotel) I have to endure the screeching of deranged Mega-Karens. Teens starting actual dumpster fires, or grabbing their mom's gun an running out. Customers shoving their phone in my face when I (an employee) go to use the damn juice machine, and yelling they're going to call corporate (no one care, by the way). Someone asks for the keys to a car, and I just ask for the make, and they lose their mind. Scream about my attitude, when I'm just trying to do the smallest bit of security, because I don't know the details for every sing car owner/ renter. Boomer women screeching like fish wives, “SHUT UUUPPP!!!” Because I tried to help them, when someone else was busy. Escalations when none of their imagined slights yields consequences for me. Complaints to corporate that I'm apparently…


I AM SO FUCKING TIRED.

Every day I show up to work (luxury hotel) I have to endure the screeching of deranged Mega-Karens.

Teens starting actual dumpster fires, or grabbing their mom's gun an running out.

Customers shoving their phone in my face when I (an employee) go to use the damn juice machine, and yelling they're going to call corporate (no one care, by the way).

Someone asks for the keys to a car, and I just ask for the make, and they lose their mind. Scream about my attitude, when I'm just trying to do the smallest bit of security, because I don't know the details for every sing car owner/ renter.

Boomer women screeching like fish wives, “SHUT UUUPPP!!!” Because I tried to help them, when someone else was busy.

Escalations when none of their imagined slights yields consequences for me. Complaints to corporate that I'm apparently racist, because of ONE FUCKING TIME that I skipped over someone who talks for a year to someone who would take 2 seconds.

Seriously, just the ONE thing and she refuses to talk to me when she needs something. But goes out of her way to start shit, and then tells everyone I'm harassing and discriminating against her. BUT I HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO THIS WOMAN IN WERKS, BECAUSR SHE WON'T SPEAK TO ME!
Then she tries to control other guests and get them away from me, because SHE has a problem.

Another guest must be prejudiced, because she didn't want them right nearby while she was checking in and giving information (her prerogative), so they got their dogs to SHIT IN FRONT OF HER HOTEL ROOM!!!

And tonight, what did they do? I told my coworker I was headed out (they were nearby- they're ALWAYS NEAR THE DESK), and went in the back to clock out. When I went outside (well after midnight), they WERE WAITING FOR ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PARKING LOT. They started watching me as I walked to me car, and they went further into the parking lot to video me as I left.

Every night is needless screeching by entitled people who want every courtesy and then some. They don't notice when I've already gone out of my way for them. Then they screech abuse when they can't have everything they want.

BITCH. I GET PAID $15 AN HOUR TO BE PUT INTO FIGHT/ FLIGHT BY YOU INSANE ADULT CHILDREN!!!

WHY. DO. YOU. THINK. I. CARE. MORE. YOU. IGNORANT. FUCKS.

They're out of control. We have the police at the hotel multiple times a week. I'm tired. My energy is completely depleted. My ability to care is gone. I had a drink for the first time in a year and a half, last night.

I feel constantly exhausted, and I never feel safe.

They're screaming at me for asking a damn question, then pause to say, “I'm not trying to be a bitch.”

Do you KNOW how hard it is, not to say, “Really? Cause you're doing a bang-up job of it.”

They lose their mind for being told they're not meant to be in the back. The old bat who looks at everyone with suspicious eyes, then tried to come in the back, lost her shit because I told her I was dealing with sensitive information. That information was CREDIT CARD AUTHORIZATION FORMS! But no, apparently I am just so rude for telling her, “I'm dealing with sensitive information.” That was it.

And the big stink one guy through, because I was busy with something and couldn't jump to get him a black trash bag.

I'M DONE WITH THESE OVERGROWN CHILDREN, TRAMPLING BOUNDARIES AND DEMANDING TO BE TREATED LIKE THE DAMN QUEEN OF SHEBA WHILE THEY SCREECH LIKE STABBED SEAGULLS.

They need to be taken down a peg. And I am so. So. Done.

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