
I arrived to the hotel and thanks to the really nice guests we happened to have this weekend I inmediately felt much better. It suckes way less to work in the weekend when there are funny guests around. Then, the worst happened.
A man kind of gypsy-east European looking (I'm guessing Albanian or something similar) came in the hotel. As suspicious as he seemed I decided to tell him that the price for a room was more expensive than it really was, because I didn't feel comfortable selling him a room. He then says that he is waiting for somebody and he's going to hang around in the lobby. Fine, I say. And I go back to cleaning after the breakfast.
Suddenly he is not around anymore. At 3pm, when I am ready to leave work my phone is missing. I call the number and they hang up!!! That motherfucking asshole had snooked into reception, maybe tried to open the cash (I always lock it so he had no chance to steal the money), might have seen my cellphone and left with it instead.
I cannot deny all kind of bad feelings towards that fucker coming into my mind! Aarrgghh, how I wish something horrible happened to him!!!!
Meanwhile I am phoneless, so I am only to be contacted by Facebook until I can fix this problem again.