The position of Assistant General Manager of the hotel. Since they wanted to talk me up and flatter me, all the while have me do all of the work and they said they’d pay me NINETEEN DOLLARS AN HOUR. An absolute insult. That means NO paid….
I was totally down to be the “go check if the guy in room 529 is alive or not” girl but that was the only exciting thing about the job. PS they were never alive. Just a group of adults playing Mr. Manager like lost children. And yet they had the fuckin GALL to offer me….
Just checked in to the hotel and the front desk guy asks us if we want his tickets to the watch party at the TD Garden tonight because he has to work until 11…. YES SIR! THANK YOU SIR!!!