what did you expect from a job cleaning in a hotel?
to be able to swan about all day, merrily swishing your feather duster at things?

you delighted in seeing the above as a form of revenge for you having to do your plainly not-that-pleasant job?

by all means tell the story, but you sound like a twat when you complain about the job. if you don't like it don't fucking do it.
(The Stalker's Stalker For all your stalking needs, Mon 22 Sep 2008, 17:32, 1 reply)

Well..
I can't say I was highly employable a 15 and I wasn't prepared to give it up when I had nothing else to go to.

And I can't say I took delight in the situation but I had nearly an 11 hour day providing a service where the majority of people were pompus, stuck up, self-richous twats with no respect for anything but themseves and their money and themselves.

So apologies for finding something that cheered me up a bit but when you're wiping pubic hair out of a bath at 8 in the morning life seems pretty grim.
(i should have joined myspace, Mon 22 Sep 2008, 17:53, closed)