When “A Slap on the Wrist” Gets Literal: Tales from the Front Desk Trenches
If you think working the front desk at a hotel is all about smiling, checking in guests, and folding towel swans, buckle up. Sometimes, it’s less hospitality and more “customer combat training”—complete with unexpected slaps, both figurative and literal. Our story today comes direct from the digital halls of Reddit’s r/TalesFromTheFrontDesk, where user u/ScenicDrive-at5 shared a wild encounter with the guest we’ll affectionately call “Mr. Miserable.” Spoiler: it ends with a slap, but not the kind HR warns you about.
Let’s set the scene: It’s early morning, the coffee hasn’t quite kicked in, and you’re barely four hours into your shift when your hotel’s messaging service pings. On the other end, a guest is fuming about construction noise outside his window—and he’s determined to make it your problem. Because, naturally, you control the universe from behind that desk.