Sometimes You Have To Be Blunt As F***

I worked at a boutique hotel in Sydney where I dealt with A LOT of bulls***.

Customer: “I’d like to book a room for two hours for myself and my partner.”

Me: “You’ll have to book for a full night.”

He became extremely irate, screaming at me and then hanging up and calling back again, still screaming.

I was trying to organize multiple bookings as it was a busy day. I kept my cool for as long as I possibly could. I’m a VERY patient individual.

He called back one last time, still yelling, and this time his partner was screaming in the background. I lost it. As calmly as I possibly could, but with a firm tone, I said:

Me: “Sir, with all due respect this is a professional hotel, not a f****** brothel.”

He hung up and never called back. My manager and I laughed our a**es off.