Remember being a young buck in the industry? Remember when they didn’t have solitaire, or even windows based PMS? Standing at the desk in an empty lobby gazing into nowhere, or on the overnight sneaking away from the desk to create a makeshift sandwich from the walk in? Remember thinking you always did more work than managers? I consider myself a pretty nice guy; amicable, easy, and good at communicating with almost everyone. But there was a manager or two… I would find myself muttering things under my breath. Bad things.
But as a manager, my ears became bionic. I think they would *actually* curve towards the direction of the whispers or furtive eyes having a (more…)