It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, December 1
Boy, the Assistant Front Desk Manager (AFDM) gave a great example and grabbing the bull by the horns and doing nothing tonite…He had just returned from locking the indoor pool when he announced that the folks who had been in the outdoor hot tub, which had closed at 2030, had given him some gruff about leaving.
– Are they out???
Typical Sparrow, cutting right to the point….The AFDM shook his head.
– No…I gave them ten more minutes.
Oh Jesus H, this is pawing at air because if people are in the hot tub two hours after it closed they aren’t going anywhere until forced to and all the AFDM did was defer the matter until later…It cost him, too, because a bit later he started making noises about leaving early…Initially, we said sure, but almost immediately we rescinded that, telling him he could go when everyone was out of the outdoor hot tub.
Eventually, the AFDM will have to learn how to say no…It’s our business to be as accommodating as possible, but rules must be adhered to, and the ability to say “no” serves everyone in this business well from time to time.
Considering it’s been pretty slow, the month-over-month numbers weren’t too bad…Revenue was up about $20K on a couple of hundred more rooms…The average daily rate (room revenue/rooms rented) tho, was only up a few cents, with the month’s occupancy at 55%, up from 51%.
In the pitched battle between the AFDM and the Front Desk Supervisor (FDS) regarding who can get closest to their $100 restaurant allowance, the AFDM was a clear winner this month, coming in at an even $100 after paying one dollar cash to negate his overage…The FDS didn’t even bother, tho, only using $45.36 of his allowance…This is hardly the Upset of the Year, of course, because the FDS is working three nite audit shifts every week, when the restaurant isn’t open.
The restaurant remains really short-staffed…It is not uncommon to see Ryan, Kate, and/or Gabby when we come on at nite and to see them again in the morning to open the restaurant…We’re starting to see some dishevelment and the first wide-eyed, vacant stares of the overworked…Recall that both Head Housekeeper Gloria and the new guy Keenan have both pulled shifts in the restaurant doing this and that, and the AFDM said the maintenance chief, Jeffery, has even done some time behind the grill, which he’s apparently qualified to do…This isn’t good…We’ve had some experience in this matter and the overworked will eventually get tired of it….The AFDM wasn’t sure if they’re getting applicants or not, tho…I hope so because Ryan looked like death warmed over this morning when we saw him.
(We did some checking: their website doesn’t have a Careers link and they are not advertising in the local paper or on a job board we hang out at…So if there aren’t any applicants, it could be because nobody knows about it.)
The big news is we went and got a soak in after work…Before that, tho, we went to the retailer for a towel and gym bag…Now, you may be thinking we have those things at home, but two things: 1) we only have two towels; and 2) we couldn’t find the gym bag we had in mind…It wasn’t where we thought it would be, which meant it was probably in the bottom of the pile on the bed in the spare bedroom, and we were in no frame of mind to look for it…We ended up with a nice, big towel and a $5 gym bag, a small, cheap nylon deal that was actually priced to move from its regular $9.
We were 50/50 on rather or not we wanted a Sunday Yapper sighting…Longtime readers of this crap may – or they may not – recall the Sunday Yapper, an older guy who simply was incapable of shutting up, from when we soaked on Sunday mornings regularly…On the one hand, we wouldn’t have dismissed out of hand an update on his exploits…Sort of…On the other hand, we haven’t listened to the wholesale yapping the Sunday Yapper offers in quite a while, so our tolerance for it could be lowered…As it was, he wasn’t there, and it was a pretty mellow soaking session (SS).
We did overhear one conversation between two locals discussing whether or not to rent some spare bedrooms out this winter…A lot of workers on the mountain come in for the season and while the resort does have some housing, it’s four to a unit and isn’t all that popular, frankly.
That got us thinking about our spare bedroom…We could probably get three-quarters of our mortgage for it…But needless to say, we’re not going to do it unless Liz needs a place to stay…But she has a dog, which has always been the great barrier to us being a couple…Well, that and the fact she won’t go out with me…Still tho, neither Bandit nor yours truly would handle a dog particularly well.
This soak means we are now showing a profit off our $80, monthly membership…A daily pass is $30, which would’ve been $90 for three visits, so we’re ten dollars to the good…Our Cost Per Use (CPU) for the C-Note Swim trunks is going down, too…This was their fourth use, meaning they have now cost us $25/use.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1230 Sunday untily until 17630 Saturday…8.0 hours for the day and 50.5 hours for the week, a solid if not spectacular total.
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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.
The Diary of a Nobody was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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