My First Shift and an Unwelcome Visitor

Trip Start Mar 10, 2007
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Trip End Jan 08, 2008


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Sunday, July 8, 2007

I spent most of the day waiting to go to work.  That is the problem with working night shifts I guess, but I'll get used to it.  Considering I have never done real bar work before I think I did okay, I managed most of the orders without any problems and only got a little stuck on the till, as there were loads of drinks to choose from and I couldn't always find the drinks that I wanted.  Still, the rest of the staff were really helpful, so even that wasn't a real problem.

At long last 4.30 came and we had closed the bar, I could sit and rest my aching feet and have a well earned glass of orange juice, and make my way home to my my bed, for a decent sleep before working my second shift at the hostel tomorrow evening...

Well, theoretically that was the case.  What actually happened at the end of my 21 hour day was that I got back to my hostel, had a brief chat with the night shift, and went up to my dorm to get my pyjamas and toothbrush only to find that someone was sleeping in my bed, after having kicked my toothbrush out of it, and lying on top of my pyjamas.  Worse than that, he had a friend, sleeping on the floor, who tried to tell me it was all okay, and that he would get his friend out of my bed and I could just them get into it.  Into dirty sheets essentially.  Couldn't I understand he said, that his friend had been hit in the face and had needed a good night sleep, and despite the clothing, towels, books and toothbrushes on the bed, they tried to tell me that they had thought it was an unoccupied bed, as if that made it okay for them to steal a place to stay when everyone else in the room ha paid!!  It transpired that there was a third amigo (and I use that word deliberately, who had paid for a bed and they had been 'invited' to stay.)

It took about an hour to get them out of the hostel, with a call to the police, and much verbal abuse for getting them up.  Well, to be fair the one on the floor seemed quite sorry, but the one who had stolen my bed was totally unapologetic and to be honest I have no time for theives, whether it be beds or whatever.  I worked for my bed and I had just come off a hectic 9 hour shift.  They had been out drinking. If they had money for alcohol they had, at one point earlier in the day, enough money for beds, and to then just take a bed is unacceptable, for whatever reason.

It made me wonder how often this sort of thing goes on; that one person in a group buys a bed and then two or three end up in the dorm, taking any 'spare' beds they can see.  If it does go on, it seriously pisses me off. 

That is all I am going to say about it.  And to think that I thought I would have nothing to write about over the next couple of months!
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