Here was your Henry lineup for last night:
Henry 1 – moi
Henry 2 – Lee
Henry 3 – Shaggy
The change was in the two-hole, as Lee swapped with X-Ray. Lee was originally scheduled for Eddie – 1 but evidently he did some crack or something before work because he said he had a lot of energy and would rather catch squeals in the hotel than sit and do nothing at the employee parking lot.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t much for Lee to work his energy off on. There were a couple of welfare checks and a guest assist or two, but there was certainly nothing out of the ordinary, not even a noise complaint.
Tonight it’s your usual Friday night crew in the hotel:
Henry 1 – OMP
Henry 2 – moi
Henry 3 – Jose
Henry 4 – Fred
Fred, who prefers the bustle of the casino, is expected to switch but he could be up a creek because it will be difficult finding someone to switch with. Most people don’t like the hotel and Lee, who does, is working the brew pub tonight.
Here was your Henry lineup for Saturday night:
Henry 1 – OMP
Henry 2 – moi
Henry 3 – D-Dawg
Henry 4 – Butch
Another very slow night in the hotel. There were a few routine calls, but that was it. A pair of trained monkeys could’ve maintained order last night. It was so slow I was able to figure out, to a reasonable degree, how much of my time in the hotel I spend sitting in a maid’s room with my feet up on a desk.
Taking everything into consideration – 10-10’s, 482, time spent sitting while on “patrol” – I came up with a figure of 180 minutes spent sitting on my duff, which is a Foot on the Desk percentage of 37 and a half percent.
I was pretty pleased with that figure. I had figured this out in the 0600 debriefing session with D-Dawg and Butch in the 12th-floor maid’s room, and, had announced the result to them, when I realized I hadn’t included the actual debriefing session itself. You tack on those 45 minutes and you come up with 225 minutes doing absolutely nothing, which is a whopping Foot on the Desk percentage of 47.
The hell of it is, MCSD appears to be pleased with my hotel work because no one has said anything about the number of scans I turn in at the end of a shift.
While Saturday was slow, Friday we were busting hump all night. After 482 I was heading 10-19 (the office) to review some CPR instructor materials because I am one of two first aid instructors on the shift and there are classes coming up and I want to be prepared. I had just finished waving to a drop-dead gorgeous dealer named Jenica who was dealing roulette in the high limit pit when we got a report that an officer needed assistance in the brewery. By the time I get there it’s more or less broken up and after dealing with that we immediately go four-nine-nine in the hotel for an old man with heart problems. Since I’m already near the E-Core I lock out an elevator so we can take the paramedics directly to the floor without having to stop for guests and that whole evolution takes a half hour and then I get assigned a report because an idiot maid let a guest into a room that wasn’t theirs and after that is done I get involved with a drunk, stupid guest who has lost his debit card and is – fairly typically – pissed at me for being unable to produce an immediate, satisfactory solution to his problem.
You’d be surprised how often you run into this attitude. I have no idea why. As we’ve seen, you also run into it from time to time in the hotel when people discover you are only a security officer and not a paramedic and are unable to wave a magic wand and cure whatever ails them or their loved one.
Then several of us get involved with another drunk idiot who whizzed on the walkway from the hotel to the garage. We escorted him out and he came back and came pretty close to getting arrested, and, from that one I rolled right into a guest refusing to pay his taxi bill. This involved me walking him up to his room so he could get the cash. He cursed the whole way, but then on the way down, I was suddenly his best friend, which happens with drunks on occasion, and, he even started calling me Doug for reasons that are still not entirely clear.