Long-form serial | The Floyd Hotel (6)

Day 8

"They really have to come out of the room together." The deepest line in my dream last night.

Breedy first rounds the room on the sixth floor. Before guests check in, each room is cleaned by the housekeeper and checked by the housekeeping supervisor, and Breedy randomly selects a few rooms on each floor for review. Ring the doorbell, knock on the door three times, and say: House keeping, may I come in? After entering the door, Breedy opened the closet clockwise to check whether there was any leftovers, whether the safe could be used normally (Japanese guests like to put their passports and cash in it, and if they find it during the room inspection, they may be sent by an urgent car), laundry list and follow-up Check whether the laundry bags are neatly placed, close the wardrobe, walk to the TV cabinet, turn on the TV, and check the drawers and the small refrigerator one by one to confirm that the drinks and snacks in the small refrigerator are placed correctly, and the TV function is normal, so he hummed a song, Turning around at the desk, he opened the drawer likewise, and counted the stationery and stationery in it. He suddenly remembered that he received a call from a tenant on the night shift and asked the bellman to go upstairs to assist in changing rooms. More than ten minutes later, the porter held a hotel note paper with an embarrassed expression on it, with a child's handwriting on it: "She followed him after she committed suicide, no ㄌ ㄧ ˊ no ㄑ ㄧˋ ." Frightened and half excited, he searched the Internet for a solution, and decided to burn a note at the gate. Breedy walked to the bed, and the quilt was tucked into the bottom of the bed with the four sides of the quilt snug, and the exposed corners formed a seam. He squatted down and looked at the bed, inspecting the traces of hair, and knelt down and lifted the bed skirt to make sure there was nothing left on the bottom of the bed. Before it was over, he walked into the bathroom and looked around in a counterclockwise direction. He touched the bathtub and the countertop first. There was no powdery grease, and there was no stain or mildew on the silicone. He walked to the toilet and took a deep breath. There was no odor. What is often missed is the urine scale that boys sway near the trash can next to the toilet, the stainless steel surface of the shower head and shower head in the shower is shiny and free of fingerprints, and the drain hole is not blocked or hair strands.

Before going out, Breedy realized that he had missed changing the garbage bag and cleaning the kettle. After confirming that he was all right, he closed the door. Sister Su on the sixth floor was really attentive. She was indeed the foreman. There was no problem with a few random checks. On the way to the fifth floor, he was patrolling the floor mats in the corridor. Next time, remember to tell Steve that it's a bit dirty and it should be done on each floor. maintainance. When he pushed open the fire door, he heard the two housemaid sisters talking, vigilantly walking lightly, leaning against the wall slowly to listen, that deep and slightly hoarse voice should be Sister Han, the other overwhelming. The loud voice must be Carol.

"They really have to come out of the room together." Sister Han said in a voice that even B1 could hear. Breedy didn't know who "they" was, and hesitated whether to wait until the mystery was revealed. Carol told Han sister not to talk nonsense, and joked that this was not the first time. Sister Han emphasized that they stayed in the room for half an hour. Even after get off work, she still sat in the office and stared at the monitor. For half an hour, she was very sure.

"The director's performance is not bad. At this age, there are usually only mouths left." Carol said coolly while taking stock of the equipment.

"It's probably twenty minutes before and after taking a shower, right?" Sister Han answered subconsciously without the time difference, and the two smiled and supported each other.

So it's Steve, the housekeeper, the only boy in the housekeeping department? Breedy didn't think that the director would do such absurd things. Going to other halls, such as Songshan Hall or Dazhi Hall, the rest is only 900 yuan for three hours, and it only takes ten minutes to drive. Why take the risk in the place of work? Breedy had only been promoted for a month. Before, he only contacted the housekeeper, who couldn't remember the names of the housekeepers, let alone understand their relationship. Is the other person the 8th floor sister? She is younger. Could it be Mary on the 3rd floor? She was the youngest, but Breedy remembered that she had a husband and had to take care of her father-in-law. The director should not start because she is Indonesian!

"Hello? Oh, okay! Okay, okay, okay, I'll hurry down." Carol hung up the business jet and said to Sister Han, "Just call me when I'm talking about it, long life!" Breedy took advantage of the situation and went downstairs with two A sister said hello.

"Store manager! You go to adjust the monitor!"

"Yao Shou! Don't talk nonsense!" Carol laughed and entered the elevator.

Upon seeing this, Breedy said that he would go to the ward round first and walk to the corridor on the fifth floor. Accepting a promotion is still too reckless. When Evonnie decided to leave, she had already known that Jessica with sufficient qualifications and ability would not take over, so she turned to Breedy. He decisively refused, watching the store managers of the various museums come and go, the promotion was only 5,000 a month, and the management of a unit became a department, the number of people from 6 to more than 20, how cost-effective, but he also hesitated, interviewed a few The restaurant, the salary was only lower, but there was no reply from wanting to change the industry. After a few weeks, he told Evonnie that she wanted to try. Throwing away these thoughts, he played music on his mobile phone during the rounds: you better work bitch.

While drying my clothes, I asked myself a series of questions, until I went downstairs to pick up the goods in a frenzy.

My train of thought started with gossip in my dreams. First of all, does Steve really have a special relationship with his female colleagues? If so, are they really in the room private and public? Or just maintaining or cleaning the room? If not, find out if two colleagues are gossiping, or if the entire housekeeping department is boiling. The next judgment is, should Breedy intervene? If the two have a special relationship (you have to plan ahead), but it does not affect the work, is punishment necessary?

I once thought about this problem, when my team had two new people, and they became a pair after half a year of employment. The company didn't ban office romances, they were still careful, and I stumbled across it. I was hesitant to report to my supervisor, and two thoughts were tug-of-war: they didn't affect the work, but no one can guarantee that the future won't. Whether it is involved or not, there are risks. On the premise that it does not affect the work in the private sphere, does the intervention represent the infinite extension and imagination of the public sphere? Even if you didn't sleep well the night before, it would affect your work. Is it difficult for a company to fire employees because of insomnia? If I don’t intervene or report, a forest fire will ignite. Human resources, supervisors, and I will be busy producing evidence to avoid labor disputes caused by dismissal. Even if I pretend to be stupid, which unexploded bomb says I knew about it earlier, this busyness will become mine question. In the end I had to play stupid from the beginning, and I would joke that I didn't hear anything when anyone mentioned that couple.

At this stage Breedy can only wait and see, because the situation is more difficult. The truth is a fog, nothing is sure, but he already knows that Steve can't control Carol and Sister Han, and Breedy can't protect himself, he knows that his promotion is to catch a duck on the shelves, and any trouble can be blamed on his incompetence, It is very likely that you will be out if you can't sit at the boss's round table.

I get irritated because every fork in the path of thinking, when measuring opportunity cost, has to face the fundamental question: What is the purpose of management? Because every tradeoff is a result. If Breedy is in a company that values work results today, aside from moral concerns, the gossip itself is irrelevant: the room quality, staffing, and cost of the housekeeping department can be controlled within reasonable standards, and those who fail to meet the standards will be dismissed. It is clear that as long as the company is willing to bear the two risks of severance pay and turnover rate, and the supporting establishment is established, the task of managers is only to remove obstacles and set standards. The premise of this assumption: the results of work are beneficial to the sustainable development of the company. It seems common sense that the boss and shareholders pursue long-term interests, but do the bosses and shareholders really want the long-term interests of the company? Is that in their personal interest? What about the personal interests of employees?

With a splitting headache, I thought of the company I worked for, so I went downstairs to the management room and ordered an online purchase: Takoyaki Set. I used to love watching youtuber hold takoyaki parties after working overtime, but today it's finally my turn to be lively.

Notes

I have always been worried about how to integrate the discussion into the narrative, so without changing the story, I changed the narrative method and structure, such as tracking the novel's tag: #floydhotel, a sense of rupture was born from this. After writing it, I will make a big change.