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Saturday, May 27, 2006

Who Are the People in Your Neighborhood: Chamber Maid

Ever talk to a chamber maid? To hotel guests they are supposed to be cat-like: if seen then certainly not heard. I know a chamber maid, Marie, who actually speaks and when I asked her my standard questions, this is what she said:

What is the best part about being a chamber maid?
Like many folks with unenviable jobs, this took Marie a minute to answer, but then it finally did come to her: you can go home early in the afternoon. She explained this was because morning shift chamber maids have to have their rooms finished in time for afternoon check-ins. She explained that this allowed her to have a life away from her job, which is clearly where most of her actual interest lies.

What is the worst part?
Marie reports that people are pigs. She can tell story after story about what slobs folks can be, especially when they are on vacation. These include not only gross cleaning stories, but weird ones, like when she was cleaning at a seaside hotel and someone left a sandcastle in the bathtub.

What would most folks not know about your job?
The news is this people: you are supposed to tip the chamber maids. Apparently this a pleasantry most guests either do not know about, forget, or simply choose to deny after taking a look at the bill. But Marie points out an interesting gender piece here. Apparently it is an open bias amongst hotels to only hire women in the room cleaning jobs and only men for the bell-hop/luggage handling positions. While, bell-hops are routinely tipped for carrying your stuff, maids get no tip for cleaning your surroundings. For those interested in righting this wrong, Marie reports standard tip would be a dollar for each a day you stayed, per maid.

Anything funny ever happen?
Whether simply her luck, or something about the job itself, Marie has had the chance to work with some very funny people -- although she is quick to point out they may just be funny to her. There were the two old-lady-maids she was assigned to who loved her like a granddaughter, but made her do everything (that meant ten bathrooms a day-- talk about tough love). There was also the mouthy college girl who wore a complete set of clothes under her uniform because she could not allow polyester to touch her skin. But Marie said she found the girl who got stoned between rooms especially entertaining because she would beg to vacuum just so she could leave interesting patterns in the carpet.

9 Comments:

At 1:08 PM, Blogger Jay said...

I have never known the joys of stoned vacuuming.
Great interview.

 
At 5:40 PM, Blogger Mutha said...

Hey Miss Jay, thanks a lot! If you feel like scrolling down some time, there are more "People in the Neighborhood": a Tow Truck Driver, an obstetrician, and a criminal defense attorney.

 
At 6:08 PM, Blogger Kyahgirl said...

very good interview Mutha.
I did a job like that once.

Yes, people are pigs!

 
At 11:26 AM, Blogger FirstNations said...

yo, lurking agin!
i was a maid of various stripe for ten years. i like these mr. rogers posts!

 
At 10:46 AM, Blogger Mutha said...

Glad you like the interview and glad it rings true to your experiences.
First nations is that a corndog on your tatoo?!

 
At 11:21 PM, Blogger Doug The Una said...

Here's the problem with chamber maids, sometimes they throw out things you wanted to keep. Where's my previous comment?

So here's how I found out about tipiing the chamber maids: I spent a week in Denver on business in the mid-90s. I'm one of those guys who never uses coin change but saves it so every day I come home and take the coins out of my pocket, One day they were gone and there was a note: "Thanks for the tip."

Since then I always leave a 5 or a 10. Buys silence.

 
At 2:04 PM, Blogger Mutha said...

That'll teach ya to empty your pockets in the presence of people who make minimum wage.
About throwing away something you were saving: Marie tells the story of a coworker throwing away a wadded up piece of tissue in a guest's room -- only to be told later that the guest's diamond ring had been in the kleenex. Hell of a way to store your jewelry and a hell of a way to get fired.

 
At 10:43 AM, Blogger Doug The Una said...

Maybe, Mutha. But it may have saved someone from a bad marriage.

 
At 11:51 PM, Blogger Petunia's Gardener said...

Had to stop by for a visit. Just in time for another great WAtPiYN post!

 

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