you’ve gotta have a lot of nerve to be a dick to someone on an actual holiday.
story:
older gentleman approaches my desk to announce he’s “not doing well” because his hotel room keys aren’t working and he’s “paid for two nights” and he “Can’t believe” they aren’t working.
well, sir, i control all of the keys in this hotel with my hotel key-card telekinesis and I decided i didn’t want you to get into your room anymore so i deactivated it. obviously, you idiot. get out of my hotel.
i fix them, of course, because i have literally no fucking control over these keys whatsoever. and i hand them back and he hands me an empty cup, says “throw this in the trash” and WALKS AWAY WITHOUT THANKING ME FOR REVERSING MY TELEKINETIC ORDE- I MEAN, RE-CODING HIS KEYS.
Penhales 