Smoking Shenanigans: Tales from the Front Desk and the Unstoppable Cigarette Brigade
Picture this: You're settling in for a peaceful continental breakfast at your hotel—maybe a little too much orange juice, maybe a highly questionable muffin. The sun is shining, birds are chirping, and the only thing that could spoil this tranquil scene is, well… a sudden, pungent cloud of cigarette smoke wafting from the next table. And just like that, your breakfast in paradise morphs into breakfast in a smoky dive bar. Welcome to the daily reality for many hotel workers, as hilariously recounted by u/GoldenCrownMoron on Reddit’s r/TalesFromTheFrontDesk.
Their post, “Why are smokers like this?” is a goldmine of relatable frustration for anyone who’s ever worked in hospitality—or, frankly, just tried to enjoy a smoke-free meal. The scenario? Smokers lighting up right next to NO SMOKING signs, by the breakfast patio, and five feet from the lobby door, despite all polite (and not-so-polite) reminders. The kicker: “You never see me force feeding someone a quesadilla, do you?” Touché.