Monday, March 10, 2003


I feel miserable. My head is stuffed. I'm coughing. And I get to go to work tonight and explain to people why we have no rooms for them since the sales department oversold us by 34 rooms.

14 more shifts and I am rid of the place. Consensus says that the front desk will crumble without me. I disagree, but I think it's going to go back to super high turnover rate and our service levels will plummet. Boom. Crash.

But that's not my concern any more. Thank god.

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