Night Shift Chronicles: The Case of the “Frozen” Hot Room and the Phantom Humming
If you think the graveyard shift at a quiet hotel is all peace and crossword puzzles, think again. The night can be a wild beast—especially when you’re the only line of defense between the sleeping masses and the mysterious forces that go bump (or hum) in the night.
I recently stumbled upon a post on r/TalesFromTheFrontDesk that’s equal parts hilarious and horrifying: a front desk warrior recounts a midnight encounter with a notorious guest, a room allegedly colder than a Siberian winter, and the kind of “weird noise” that only seems to exist in the minds of the sleep-deprived. If you’ve ever worked the night shift, get ready to nod in solidarity—and maybe cackle a little at the madness.