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Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Tuesday, October 20
The problem printing reports and whatnot directly from the system was solved today and Amy reported Assistant Front Desk Manager Q spent no small amount of time on the phone with home office tech support to get it fixed…Recall we had to preview stuff and then print it – causing a delay of up to several seconds and requiring two more clicks – and it’s good this trauma is over.
Both the left drawer and the safe were off when I counted them…First, the left drawer was $10 short…I double-checked the tens and the fives and it was still $10 short, so you highlight the total on the spreadsheet – pink was the color within reach at the front desk – and you note it in the logbook…You do not spend a whole lot of time wondering why it is $10 short…Perhaps someone dropped $10 too much or gave out too much change…I do not have access to the cash dropbox to check, good because my interest level in that would be pretty low, anyway.
Then I went to count the safe and BOOM that was $10 over…Well, even a dolt like yours truly can solve this one because you don’t have to be Joe Friday to conclude this was a mere clerical error and it was a simple matter to transfer a ten-spot from the safe to the left drawer.
This does underscore, tho, the importance of your night auditor not only counting the drawers and the safe but also producing an initialed spreadsheet detailing the totals because if you don’t count your drawers and something is off or if you do and there isn’t an initialed spreadsheet, people will ask you what the deal is…On the other hand, if there is a signed spreadsheet in there they will say, well, all right, it was OK (or short) when Sparrow came in, and continue investigating.
In what must be considered a mild upset, ol’ Sparrow was able to make a minor field repair to the key machine this morning…At about 0530 267 comes up to report their key didn’t work…267 is one of our nicer rooms, a suite actually, and some people hauling mail from here to the big city have occupied it for a long time now a couple of days ago I made a new key for one of the guys and was unable to add it to the room and was obliged to replace it, meaning all other keys were rendered useless.
So I go to make the key and the machine is frozen…I am unable to enter the password and offhand yours truly is unable to remember how to reset it, which would have kept the guest waiting besides, so I go and open the door for him…I get back to the front desk and start investigating because I recall Tammy showing me how to reset it…Unplugging it doesn’t work because there’s a battery backup and I didn’t really want to go disconnecting batteries, but some investigation revealed the reset button and after that you gotta remember to enter the date and time because if you don’t the keys won’t match up with the date and time in the locks and won’t work.
Yours truly slept longer than ideal (see Sleep Log below) to get both a workout and a walk in, so there was a choice to make and regular readers of this crap know that ol’ Sparrow whines like a four-year-old when he misses the Tuesday workout so the choice was easy: you go move your weights…You hate to miss a walk – especially after sleeping thru Sunday’s opportunity – but given the choice, I’d rather lift.
It was a good session, too, what I was expecting and will be a great foundation for the Thursday morning session.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0900 Tuesday until 1700 Tuesday…8.0 hours for the day and 19.5 hours for the week, a strong comeback after the lousy totals from Sunday and Monday…In fact, 19.5 hours is two more than last week’s pace.
I’ve been reading in bed before turning in the past few mornings and the cat and I have developed a nice routine…I crawl in and start reading and a bit later the cat either wanders or charges into the bedroom – it varies – and jumps on the bed, inspects the foot of the bed before making her way to my chest, where she paws it for a bit and then wanders off to my right and pawing that area before returning and setting up shop.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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