Leah. Prince of Shenanigans. I. Am. Shenanigan. 20. Currently living in California. I absolutely love Music, Sci Fi, and Video Games. Check out the pages above this for more about me and whatnot. :)You have been warned. BRACE FOR SHENANIGANS.
You know what? There needs to be an app like tinder, badoo, grindr, etc but instead of it being for dating or hooking up, it’s for gamers to find other gamers they can chill with in their area and/or connect online with. Like, something other than a forum where it’s like “here’s my gamertag add me” more like where you can set up your profile and find people of similar age, play style, and who like the same type of games you do, ya know? Does that exist? I’d be pretty stoked if that existed.
OKAY SO. I was wrapping up shift today as usual and the phone rings as I’m counting my drawer. I pick it up and give my usual greeting, “It’s a new stay at the Courtyard Marriott Novato, this is Leah, how may I assist you?”
A deeper voiced man answered.
“Yeah Leah, give me a minute, I need to pull over. Just give me a minute.”
I could tell he was kinda saying something. I couldn’t tell if he was talking to himself or someone in the car or what.
“Yeahh… Take your bra off and then I’ll take you and-“
“NO. YOU WON’T.” *hang up*
THIS GUY. THIS CREEPY FUCKING DISGUSTING PIG OF A GUY. CALLS OUR HOTEL AT 11:30 AT NIGHT. SITS THROUGH THAT DAMN 30 SECOND AUTOMATED MESSAGE HITS THE EXTENSION TO BE CONNECTED TO FRONT DESK AND LISTENS TO ME DO MY GREETING SO THAT HE CAN THEN PULL OVER AND MAKE ME LISTEN TO HIM GET OFF. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. I’m so tired. I’m done. I feel gross. I feel weirdly taken advantage of because I realized spent a good few minutes listening to him getting himself off. I only stayed on because I was trying to determine if he was a guest of not. It makes me so MAD. Totally soured my night. I am so glad I have the next two days off. I don’t want to deal with any more weird shit for a bit.