Sun Sets At The Coast

Saturday will be my last day at Coast. With the anniversary staring me in the face, I leave a few days shy of being at Coast for three years. The company has been nothing but kind to me, giving me flexible hours (either that or no one wanted the opening shifts on the weekends).

Having my weekends back is going to be great, but it's sad to know that for many of the people I've worked with, Saturday will be the last time I'll see them. I've only got good things to say about everyone that works at Coast.

Saturday will be the last time I'll use that dated reservation software, the last time I'll respond to e-mails about the hotel's pet policy, the last time I'll try to upsell a room, the last time I'll take flack for a reservation mistake I didn't make, the last time I'll enter in 10 different logins to log into 10 different reservation programs phones and websites, the last time I'll go searching for a non-existent company to look for a non-existent lower rate, the last time I'll tell someone they have a chance of getting a room for a sold out night when they have no chance at all, the last time I'll pretend like I'm at the hotel in Prince Rupert, the last time I'll give directions to Rexall place even though it's a crappy arena housing a crappy team, and it'll be the last time I'll walk through the Coast glass doors. The same doors I walked through three years ago for my interview with Danny (who gave a totally unbiased interview).

Those glass doors are surprisingly heavy, and I can't imagine them getting any lighter to open on Saturday.