Hostel Happenings #1 – (Not-so)Tall, dark and handsome.

A plus of my job is meeting handsome, mature, interesting guys.

Like the fit, attractive, tanned, brown-haired, pony-tailed guy who had me help him wrap Christmas presents for his best mate’s family. He had a marine biology degree (as do I), worked in a remote area for a large multinational (i.e. securely employed), and a mysterious glint in his brown eyes (a.k.a. sexy, smouldering look). He was not unlike one Jared Padalecki. Except not as tall. But I was prepared to look past that.

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All this was more than enough for me to ignore the fact he was the same nationality as my ex. He didn’t have the same ethnic background as my ex so I can confidently say that was the only thing he had in common with my ex. To my knowledge anyway.

I digress.

Basically, I like my job because I meet hot guys such as Mr Pony-Tail. The down side is they all check out and move on eventually. Which is what Mr Pony-Tail did. However, I knew he was returning at some point because he was going to stop-over again on his way back to work. So I was hopeful of seeing him again.

Despite this, when a guy called to make a reservation last week it took me a full two minutes before I realised who it was. This was even with him saying “it’s Jared, remember the guy with the pony-tail, I did marine biology and we were talking about it?”. Still drew a blank but continued taking the reservation as if I knew exactly who I was talking with. So didn’t I sound like a complete fool when I realised who it was and I was all “Oh! That’s right! I remember now!”?

Hannah is a dill.

*facepalm*

Anyway, I was on the desk when he checked out the second time. He was still yummy. Fingers crossed he comes through again next time he takes a break from work.

Happy New Year!…

I just had to go back and check that I hadn’t posted since last year. I sucked last year for posting. Perhaps I’ll suck this year too but hey, I have the best of intentions 🙂

At work right now, which is reception at a backpackers hostel. After being screwed over in my last job, I found every man and his dog was out there competing with me for an admin/accounts position. So I’ve ended up going back to what I did when I first moved here. Now, I love it – backpackers are generally chilled out people, who just want to do things and have fun and that’s what I’m paid to help them do. A few people stick around long-term and it ends up like working with all your favourite family members who just like to get pissed most of the time. Plus the guys generally wander around the hostel in nothing but low-slung board shorts.

Only down side is it’s basic wage. Plus any commision I make selling tours to guests, but since it’s the low season that’s a bit of a challenge. So in the end I’m just scraping by. I need to try get some freelance work or something. My plans for this year are gonna require a large amount of savings. I have two weddings (best friend’s and my brother’s – the latter of which I think is going to be in Fiji) and want to visit my parents in PNG and grandparents in Brisbane. Add to that car repairs/services, registration – this car is costing me more than she is worth but I can’t afford a new one 😦

I’ll have to get through it somehow…

*pause for intermission*

I’m still at work and right now a bit shaken up – one our long-term guests just had an epilectic seizure in reception. It was pretty bad. We got him to the floor on his side and with a pillow under his head but he went blue in the face so we called the ambulance. They took him to the hospital and my bus driver went with them. But someone still had to drive the bus into town so I decided to do it. And now there is a great big dent, like 3 foot long along the bottom of the driver’s side. :(:(:( My boss is gonna be pissed. (The dent is there because I didn’t take into account a great big coconut tree on the side of the driveway).

Important thing though is that the guy is ok. I just have to be a bit cooler under stressed conditions and not drive the work bus.