The Work Thread..

So when I got back to the hotel, I was dying for a cig, so I sit down out front where forced and there this was goddamn guy with a prosthetic leg, no shoes. He was rambling out of his fucking mind and when he lifted up his shirt and started scratching scabs, I left. But when leave to go back inside the broad at the desk had the front door locked. I had to get my damn room key out to escape from that lunatic.

Bad service! Bad hotel!
 
So when I got back to the hotel, I was dying for a cig, so I sit down out front where forced and there this was goddamn guy with a prosthetic leg, no shoes. He was rambling out of his fucking mind and when he lifted up his shirt and started scratching scabs, I left. But when leave to go back inside the broad at the desk had the front door locked. I had to get my damn room key out to escape from that lunatic.

Bad service! Bad hotel!
Guess you didn't consider that if you'd have scratched his back, he'd have scratched yours?

We always wonder what's wrong with the world, but it starts with us.
 
Guess you didn't consider that if you'd have scratched his back, he'd have scratched yours?

We always wonder what's wrong with the world, but it starts with us.
I think if I scratched his back scabs, he might have tried to follow me back up to my room.

Sorry, don't play that.
 
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I think if I scratched his back scabs, he might have tried to follow me back up to my room.

Sorry, don't play that.
You've gotta set healthy boundaries.
 
This situation inconvenienced me so I resent you even continuing to engage in dialogue about it.
At least you can put your foot down.

How bout that poor fellow?
 
The facility I am supporting this week is predominantly Hispanic.

I forgot how easy it was to manage that subculture in a building.

Way less problems. Way less drama.

And when things get shitty, I can totally but conveniently forget I know what Spanish I know.
 
I will now have to register a complaint with travel.

The hotel allowed a vagrant to take over the building.

So I get back and the only place I can smoke is right in front on two benches.

Fine.

But this one legged man was out there fucking around. He was raving mad shit and I had to extinguish a barely lit cigarette.

This will not do.
 
We had a sad local tech school beg us to be their headliner at a job fair.

My damn manager got chosen for jury duty so I hate that I had to run that fucking thing myself today.

Fucking hell, of the 214 that “signed up”, over half were former associates.

And there was the fucking one percent that were like hey man, remember me, you fired me in 2021!
 
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