Time to RANT...

So, I come to work an hour early because someone is sick and I'm being nice and flexible, whatever. I don't mind. I do however mind when a guest checks in and is a see you next tuesday right off the bat. This lady was bitching that she had to wait 30 seconds while I finished up a reservation on the phone. "Are you the only one here? " "Yes." "Well that sucks cuz I have cancer in my leg." Like that's my problem. If your leg hurts so badly maybe you should get a fucking wheelchair. The worst part was that I wanted to laugh at her because she kept telling me she specifically requested a certain room type but instead of saying specifically she kept saying pacifically. What the hell lady? You're in your 50's, trying to convince me you stay at 4 and 5 star hotels frequently when you're dressed like a bag lady, can't articulate your thoughts and you want me to waive your pet fee. How about instead of calling me at the front desk 4 times to bitch about things you go slit your wrists. Have a nice day.