Reading the log book (it’s where we write down any issues with guests and how they were rectified) when I came in this morning and there was a doozy. A woman called the front desk last night and said she woke up from sleeping and saw a dog sitting in the chair in her room. We don’t allow pets here. Her husband said he thought she was just seeing things, again.
I just sent a resume to what would be a dream job for me
I’m highly stressed now.
I know a couple of the directors and one even told me (without knowing I planned to apply) that I would fit in perfectly there when we were all at dinner one night in Dallas.
I have all the right skills and experience, just no degree. So I’m holding my breath until I hear something.
*crosses fingers for good luck*
