Delegation

Since I’ve started to work in hotel as receptionist, I also started to hate the word “delegation”. And I don’t think I would ever let my future husband go to the delegation. Men become animals.
I’ve started to recognize if this or that guy is a business guest or just came here to visit Poznan or family. When it is a businessman who has came to Poznan to do some interest, at first glance he is very unapproachable. Then when he sees a nice receptionist smiling to him (just because she is obliged to do this, believe me…), it is like entering in a new, beautiful and free world where there’s no wife and children and… yes!!! Let’s be wild!!! … and he starts to behave like hero or something. Like somebody who this receptionist have been waiting for every day. With the ID card he also gives you a piercing look… Oh. In this kind of situations in my mind there is only a disappointment and question: Oh man, seriously…?
I do not know what is wrong with them.

Seriously.

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