As a full time student, generally worked weeknights and weekends. I’ve always been a morning person, so the 7am – 3pm shift on weekends was perfect for me. Yeah, it meant I didn’t go at night on the weekend, but I didn’t drink and had no money, so that wasn’t really an issue for me. … More The Gentlemen’s Club

One of my earliest memories of being a Bellman started with a phone call. My phone at the Belldesk had rung, and a guest wanted something.  I had to deliver something to the room.  Was it a bag?  A map?  A brochure on things to do in the city?  I’ll have to admit, I don’t … More Fixing the Door

It was my first day at the Hotel. HR papers had been signed, and I was now officially an employee. All I needed was one final piece – my uniform; and then the transformation from mild mannered youth to a Bellman would be complete. Down I went, to the housekeeping area in the bowels of … More The Clothes Make the Man