Good evening, my dear readers.
the last week I am here to Lanzimanzi.
Today is Sunday, and I had to work through 4.
The week does see my life like this: get up
At 7, I throw in my flight attendant outfit, receptionists, briefly in the staff canteen polish off two croissants and off at the box office for the breakfast buffet restaurant.
Then from 8 / 2 11.11 nothing other than stand around and "the room number, please. / Your room number, please. / El número de tu habitación, por favor."
And very much " Buenos días, Good Morning, Good Morning. "
I obviously do great, some guests even greet me by name.
And just smile continuously, from 10, the beginning and also ignore foot pain rumtanzen smile from any of the children of the nose . Let
Except my little 5-year-old admirer, who is great. But that is left today.
shame full, he would have liked to marry. close
Then at 10:30 checkout to see if everything is right and over to the reception.
I think that gave me only a week training period, as encouraging as the plan for next week that I'm in a layer only this together with another.
So far we have always been a threesome.
the two actually, and I as nice background figure.
I think I can now also check-in. "May I have your passport, please."
But only if everything runs smoothly.
And if you are German, I can do anything better yet.
Because then I can just explain my situation better.
But I also feel that my English is better.
If I do not know what or is it important that I understand it right, I just have to ask for English, but most I get back I think.
Oh, and I had to move.
yesterday.
over from my hot, huge, luxury ocean view rooms in a comparatively bad flophouse with a magnificent view of a cactus and concrete.
Tadaa, the staff room.
But it can be lived.
come As long as no cockroaches and eat me, everything is clear.
warned me before that, Isabel, and after only Messel.
But, I could ne large as Pet and take the call I then Johnny.
Yesterday evening when I looked out so times through the curtains, sat actually containing two snow-white cat in a chair on my balcony and cuddled.
They looked sooooo cute, she is not because I could scare away times. Why.
What I scare but had to, and the extremely violent, was ne giant spider, which is eventually vorgekrabbelt under the bed.
I got my house shoes can fall on it and I swear that was not my intention, that is simply exploding.
Since were around in the vicinity of 20 cm pieces.
Very sexy.
Today was totally exhausting work somehow.
My feet eventually die just from me, I think, I can fill two stumps in my heels and sexy stewardesses rumstöckeln it then.
But that effort was also determined, because they expect any more from me just now.
AFTER A WEEK MUST ALSO COMPLETE YES YOU CAN knowing about.
No, but you realize wait, they will quickly impatient.
also I have the feeling that they blaspheme sometimes in English in front of me of me because they know anyway, that I understand when they speak in their non-normal pace.
But I do not.
Besides I have just two weeks ago that fucking shit cough and just not go away.
I'll really not clear that bad.
BUT (!) I washed my jeans. All alone. In a washing machine.
And yes, that's one reason to be proud of me.
A special thanks here to my mom that I really at any difficulty telephone support and tell me what to do. You are the best.
Also I get some time next week a package from home, where will finally be inside my shorts and my running shoes.
Because I definitely have to start jogging, or I do not need a book for my flight back home. Fat floats well known, in the sea above.
Ääääähm what gibbet yet.
Oh, have you seen my uniform? For PICTURES? I want comments! You really know that I need attention as the air we breathe.
if something is new, is always first on Facebook. But if what is important new, which then is also determined here soon.
Cheers, my friends.
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