Ok, so I have been neglecting my blog…
In the weeks that I have not written I have managed to make a girl cry, get stuck at the train station with a crazy homeless woman, and witness a medical emergency.
Also, the rotating door is broken at work because a woman tried to take a pull cart through the door. Not a smart move.
One of my friends at work did experience an interesting happening. She checked in a guest who was a young man. He approached her and flirted with her as she checked him into the room. She called him to make sure everything was OK in the room and he casually invited her up to the room. She declined the invite and thought it was funny. The next day he walks up to the front desk with a wife and two kids by his side. I found out the next day in the email she sent to me labeled, “men are dogs.”
Now to explain how I made the girl cry:
The woman tried to check into her room but did not have a credit card at hand. She needed to pay for the room so she ran to the ATM but her was still coming up short on cash. Frantic, she approached the desk and the tears fell. We managed to get her card number and she was checked in. She went to her room and I went home knowing that made someone cry.
As for the medical emergency, it happened while I was on the train.
On my way to work, the train was stopped at the stop before my exit route. The train was not moving for a little while and the speaker announced, “We need medical assistance in the back.” I was slightly disappointed that they didn’t say the cliché, “Is there a doctor in the building!?!” but I have come to terms with that. The woman next to me was wearing scrubs, who I later found out is a nurse, walked to the back of the train to assist the guest. Seconds later, an older man in an Army garb runs to the back of the train too. When the nurse returned, she explained what had happened:
There was a 58 year old man who could feel that he was about to get a stroke. The nurse went to check his vitals and assist until the ambulance came. The Army man then ran in and as described by the nurse, “smelled like the whole liquor store.” He went to the man having the stroke and tried to take his pulse and unbutton his shirt. The nurse and man both protested and were able to get the man away. Not sure how, maybe they threw a bottle of scotch out the window and he ran after it? Anyway…as it turns out, this was his third stroke. The ambulance came and hopefully he has been put on prescription meds.
ps... I really need help on how to post pictures!! ugh
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