Poor Matt never gets the good stories from work. :) Kirsten and I tried to save him one, but the guests came back before three this afternoon.
Our housekeepers had gone in to clean a cabin and they said it smelled awful. The head housekeeper brought a muffin cup with ashes and the roach to the office. We charged the New Yorkers 200 bucks for smoking marijuana in their cabin and locked them out so we could inform them of this.
We thought Matt would get to deal with them when they came back from skiing, but we were wrong. The guys came in and said our keys aren't working. We said, "Nope. They sure aren't."
Kirsten pulled out the muffin cup with the ashes that we'd placed in a zip lock bag and told them that we charged them 200 bucks for smoking in the room. We told them it didn't matter what it was that we didn't allow it.
One guy tried asking his buddy what happened to their DND sign. His buddy told him it didn't matter now. There was no DND on that door. The housekeepers wouldn't have entered if there was. They must have forgotten...oops! All I can say is that sure was some expensive pot for those guys. :)
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