Everything you are about to read happened to me today before 10:00 a.m. I woke up at 6:15 and had to be at work by 7. No problem, I was even a few minutes early. I was "being trained" on the front desk... by someone who has only worked at this hotel twice, (counting today!) he usually works at another Holiday Inn in Tucson, but he has been filling in and helping out at my property while they have been transitioning between their old and the new manager. I taught him a couple things on the computer that he didn't know how to do. It was funny.

Anyway, at about 8 am, one of the guests came down to the desk. She was talking to Zeus (the guy who was training me) but she was looking at me the entire time (I was sitting in the back eating some french toast... it's a tough job, but someone has to do it!!!) like she really wanted to be talking to me and not him. (She has been a guest since I started, and I have talked to her almost every day during breakfast.) Well, all I heard was the tail end of it, something along the lines of "throwing things at me..." I seriously thought she was kidding, so I went up and politely but almost jokingly asked, "Who's throwing stuff at you?" Her response, "my husband, and he almost broke the window in your hotel room."

Then she told me what was going on and that she had gotten out of the room after her suitcase flew across it in her direction, but before he could pin her to the wall or something. (What is wrong with people?!??!?) I offered to call the police, but she wasn't sure that's what she wanted to do. She asked if there was any other way that she could go get the stuff out of her room, but I told her as far as I knew, that if there was a dangerous man up there, her best bet would be to have the police escort her to get her belongings. But I said that I would also ask the manager if he had any other suggestions. I went and got Bill, and he and the lady walked away for a minute before coming back and calling the cops.

These are the fastest cops I have ever seen in my life. They were there, three of them, in about 30 seconds. (I still don't know how they did that!!!) Bill took the lady to our boardroom while the officers went up the confront the husband. I thought that that was going to be the end of it for me, but no. Bill ended up coming to the desk and asking me to go sit with the lady so that she wouldn't be waiting alone but would have some female companionship. I went over and got her some coffee and then sat down with her for an earful! (Again, I must ask, what is wrong with people??!?!?)

I also had to accompany them (the lady and a cop) to the room while she packed everything up, and helped her carry it all down to the boardroom. I then ended up sitting with her and the policeman in the boardroom for about half and hour until the taxi that I called arrived to pick her up and take her to her daughter's house.

All in a day's work..... crAZy!!!

Then, as if all that wasn't enough, about 10 minutes after I was done with that, Zion called me and said that he was stranded somewhere in Tucson with a broken down car. I had to leave work for about 30 minutes to go pick him up. On the way back to work, Zion told me what had happened to him. His brakes went out while he was driving toward work during rush hour traffic. He ended up jumping a curb into oncoming traffic to avoid crashing into the BMW that was stopped at the stoplight ahead of him.Thankfully, no one was hurt, and the car it barely even damaged (one rim is a little askew). The brakes and tire should be fixed by tomorrow. I hope tomorrow isn't quite like today. Like I said, it was a crAZy day!!!