From Corporate Chains to Boutique Bedlam: Confessions of a New England Front Desk Survivor
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to trade the polished predictability of a big-name hotel chain for the quirky charm of a boutique hotel? Well, buckle up, hospitality enthusiasts, because one Redditor just shared a wild ride from the front desk trenches that will make even the most seasoned hotelier gasp, laugh, and maybe cringe a little.
Imagine arriving at your new gig, a fresh boutique hotel near the beach in a picturesque New England state. You’re expecting quaint vibes and maybe a few eccentric guests. Instead, you find yourself in a whirlwind of missing bills, head-spinning projections, and a management company named after a bird (but which, for legal reasons, will remain a mystery). If you thought boutique meant “personal touch,” you’re about to discover it can also mean “utter pandemonium.”