Eight Years at the Front Desk, Passed Over for Promotion: The Receptionist’s Tale of Loyalty, Disappointment, and 75 Euros
There’s something magical about hotel front desks. They’re the nerve center of the whole operation: equal parts command post, confessional, and chaos control. If you’ve ever checked in after a long flight, you know the soothing power of a competent receptionist—someone who knows your name, can rescue your reservation, and maybe even slip you an upgrade with a wink.
But what happens to the people behind that desk when it’s time for a promotion? For u/TKAR_92, a Redditor who has spent eight years ruling the reception desk at a bustling business hotel, the answer is… well, not what you’d hope.