Ah, the joys of working nights. If you remember from a previous posting, I'm now working Night Audit for a major hotel chain whose name rhymes with Wyatt. I am now officially out of my training period - still in my probation period, though.
*sigh*
Interesting little bit of drama happened last Friday: we had a guy try to kill himself on the second floor. He was butt-naked and screaming at the top of his lungs. He and his friends had one of our rooms and the room was completely thrashed - blood and vomit everywhere. It took 4 cop cars and a paramedic to get this guy out of the room strapped to a backboard. When the Sherrif's deputy came back 2 hours later to get a report from my trainer, we found out that he had crystal meth, cocaine, tequila, and magic mushrooms in his system, among other substances. Ready for the kicker? This all occurred while we were hosting an AA convention (no, he was not one of the conventioneers).
When I was in my early 20's, I used to play D&D every Sunday with a group of about 7-8 people. I was working Night Audit for a Days Inn in a truckstop town called Castaic and I would come to each Sunday's game with a "Psycho of the Week" story.
Hopefully, this was a Psycho of the Month or of the Year.
Take care,
~Rob
1 comment:
Wow. That even beats some of my stories from teaching middle school!
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