Thursday 9 February 2012

My Hotel Is Fucking Haunted, Part Two

I first encountered Roberto about four months into my job.

He is not friendly. He's actually kind of a dick. That little brother no one ever likes, locks up in the attic and throws scraps of stale bread and water at. That sort of ghost. He mostly just runs around the hotel, which fucks with a newbie when they are first starting out.

Little secret? My hotel is fucking old.

So it took me a few months to get used to all the sounds, like the ice machine making ice and the stairs upstairs and down, and the hallways odd sounds.

I now know when there's no one upstairs, but the stairs still creak? That's Roberto.
I have a theory that he's an old man, one who died and never really left.

He's slammed doors, broken small things, thrown dirt and debris from the ceiling at me when I curse him, and generally done some pretty annoying things. But he's old, and normally hangs out in a certain part of the hotel.

Eddie, though? Eddie is a punk ass.

He's the third ghost, and I feel like he's a teen. He certainly acts like it. I can't count the number of times I've been getting my numbers while doing my rounds, and I'm in the electrical room and out of the corner of my eye I'll see someone running by me, but there's no footsteps or sounds. I've been sitting here, watching T.V and had Eddie run around the corner of one hallway and down the next, just to spook me.

He also likes to knock the restaurants menus down onto the ground, which has happened three times. I feel like it's a lot, considering those bitches are sturdy and you can't blow them down*

*fuck you all for judging, I get bored easily.
*And get your goddamn head out of the gutter.


So I know something knocks them the fuck down when the fans aren't even on.

In four days I've worked more than I've been off, and been awake almost 3 times more than I've slept.

I'm fucking passing out in the suite I had this morning and sleeping for at least ten hours. Fuck anything and anyone who tries to wake me up during that time, I will cut a bitch. Seriously.

Tomorrow, I plan to write about how cops have gone from being douchebags to hilarious stalkers.
Stay tuned!  

2 comments:

Britt said...

Ooooo I do love a good asshole ghost. As long as he's not fucking with my tv reception or internet connection.

I think Eddie has the hots for you. Why else would he throw those menus around? That's like my go-to move in the sexy department.

Front Desk Ninja said...

Eddie, I feel, is a young punk and knows better.

But you could be on to something. Maybe he's mad that his date stood him up? That could explain it.