No one likes a sarcastic customer.
I’m sorry, guest.
Whatever. I work at a hotel, and chances are, if you’re lost, then I cannot get you to the hotel. Especially if your description of lost is, “I have no idea…”
Jesus. C’mon, tell me what kinda signs and buildings you can see, at least. Throw me a bone, something.
I CANNOT READ YOUR MIND. I CANNOT SEE WHAT YOU SEE.
Okay, so I’m going to give you our hotel approved directions. It’s real simple, idiot proof, so assholes like you can find the hotel. You get on the bypass. You get off the bypass. I have number of the exit, I even can tell you the name.
A, “Oh, that’s real helpful.” is not appreciated, because if you got your head out of your ass for 5 minutes you’d see, yea. It’s pretty helpful. And you and your friends can stop sniggering at your “humourous comeback.”
I’M IN CHARGE OF WHERE YOU SLEEP. DO NOT F**K WITH ME.
Assholes.
Get a life. Please.