Let Sleeping Bosses Lie

| Working | January 30, 2013

(I am working all by myself for the first time, unsupervised, overnight. My manager seems to be a very cheerful person.)

Manager: “Are you sure that you’ll be all right by yourself, sweetie? I worry sometimes you being a girl and all.”

Me: “Oh, thank you for your concern, but I’ll be all right I hope!”

Manager: “Well, I’m going. If there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to call my cell phone!”

Me: “Okay.”

Manager: “I mean it! For anything! Anytime!”

Me: “Okay, thanks.”

(She leaves. A few hours later, there’s a problem: I can’t find a guest’s laundry. I’ve looked everywhere, so I finally call the manager.)

Manager: *very sleepily* “Hullo?”

Me: “Hi, [manager]? Sorry to wake you up, but I can’t find this guest’s laundry.”

Manager: “You called me for THAT?! WHATEVER! Have you checked the backroom?!”

Me: “I did… I looked everywhere.”

Manager: *very irritably* “I can’t believe you woke me up at FOUR in the MORNING for this little thing! It’s UNBELIEVABLE!”

Me: “…”

Manager: “Just tell her I’ll look for it in the morning!” *hangs up*

(After that, I make a vow not to ever call her again, no matter what she says. After all I don’t like being woken up either. The next evening, she’s filling some forms out in the back and another guest has a problem.)

Guest: “Get me the manager now!”

Me: “One second.” *goes to the back* “Hey [manager], someone up front is asking to speak to a manager.”

Manager: “Can’t you handle it yourself?! I’m busy!”

Me: “But—”

Manager: “Just handle it YOURSELF!” *throws some paper at me*

(I run up front and tell the angry customer the manager’s very busy right now. The customer throws a fit. After a while, the manager comes out.)

Manager: “What’s all this noise? I told you to handle it.”

Me: “She wanted to speak to a manager!”

Manager: *to guest* “What do you want?!”

(She and the guest quarrel for a while, and then the guest stomps off. I go up front again and the manager goes in the back. She emerges with her things.)

Manager: *suddenly cheerful* “Well! I’m going home. Are you sure that you’ll be all right by yourself, sweetie? I worry sometimes you being a girl and all. If there’s anything you need don’t hesitate to call my cell phone! I mean it! For anything! Anytime! Toodle oo!”

Me: “…”

(True to my word, I never did call her for anything. A few months later, I quit!)

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