Golf, Grog, and Grumpy Old Men: Confessions from the Night Shift at Hotel Mayhem
If you think the real hazards of hospitality are late checkouts or the occasional towel thief, let me introduce you to the true nightmare: a pack of golf-obsessed, booze-fueled gentlemen on a weekend getaway. Forget the green—these guys are here to paint the town red (and sometimes brown). Welcome to the wildest weekend shift you’ll ever hear about, as shared by u/I-am-king-lexi on Reddit’s r/TalesFromTheFrontDesk.
Picture this: you’re the night staff at a modest 90-room hotel, bracing yourself for the arrival of a notorious golf group. Eighteen men, all sharing rooms, and all with a thirst for both the links and liquor that simply cannot be quenched. What could possibly go wrong? Spoiler alert: everything.