Saying Goodbye to My Monday Night Regulars: Life and Lessons from the Hotel Front Desk
There are hotel jobs, and then there are hotel jobs with regulars—those mysterious, sometimes lovable, sometimes perplexing guests who turn the front desk into a stage for the best kind of sitcom. For six months, I was a cast member in this peculiar drama, working weekend mornings and Monday nights at a not-so-glamorous hotel in Boring City, Indiana. But now, thanks to a college schedule shuffle, I’m trading my Monday nights for Tuesdays and leaving behind a cast of characters I never expected to miss this much.
If you think working the front desk is all about handing out key cards and answering the same “Is breakfast free?” question fifty times a day, buckle up—because sometimes, it’s about forging little connections that make even the most mundane Mondays something special.