Inn Perspective: The Enormous Importance of Remembering to Wear Pants

If you have been acquainted with me within the last year or so, you know that I work as a front desk agent for a local hotel, also known as "the festering cesspool of human indecency".  Yes, I am paid $9 per hour to listen to old women complain about those damn kids in the pool enjoying their childhood like Daddy would never let them do in the olden days cuz it was "a nuisance".  I am fed a meal every shift in exchange for dealing with those guests who demand a check-in at 7 AM into a specific room (that still has people in it) because they are a Diamond member and are thus entitled to nothing short of me getting on my knees and sucking a big one. 

My favorite thing about working at the hotel is that I feel like I work in Disneyland.  For the most part, everyone who has a job there has a pretty bleak outlook about humanity, yet we smile those big fake grins and pretend to care just to walk away with a paycheck that really isn't enough for the personal scars we're laden with each and every shift by guests with no regard for their fellow man.

This is Inn Perspective, a section that I plan to post every Monday about what my experiences at the hotel (and sometimes other jobs) have taught me about life.  In addition, I'll be including resources to apply those lessons to your daily routines because, despite popular belief, I want you to walk away from this blog with something other than the knowledge that I cuss too much for my own good.

This week's subject: The enormous importance of remembering to put on pants before walking out the door.