Relative Danger
Relative Danger
“Today was one of those days.
Not that being the manager of a former, and rapidly deteriorating, premier hotel was an important job, but it was a definite step up from trying to hustle decades-old postcards along the cornice. The Sea Port had lost its four-star rating in the early Seventies and another star in the mid-Eighties, but that did not concern the owner, who had a fifth star painted on the red awning in ninety-five. Tarek had started as a bellboy when he was fourteen, working for tips a...nd a share of what people left behind in their rooms. There were enough guests back then to warrant two bellboys. It was old-fashioned hard work and intense sucking up that allowed Tarek to keep his job when the guests dwindled to a trickle.
When the Sea Port was self-upgraded to a five-star hotel, Tarek became the concierge/bellhop, partially because his English was better than anyone else’s at the hotel, but primarily because he would do the job for the least amount of money. It took a few weeks to find out what it was that a concierge actually did, but once he figured it out, he dedicated himself to being the best damn concierge in a bogus five-star hotel in all of the old area of Casablanca east of the Rue Centrate.MoreLess
Not that being the manager of a former, and rapidly deteriorating, premier hotel was an important job, but it was a definite step up from trying to hustle decades-old postcards along the cornice. The Sea Port had lost its four-star rating in the early Seventies and another star in the mid-Eighties, but that did not concern the owner, who had a fifth star painted on the red awning in ninety-five. Tarek had started as a bellboy when he was fourteen, working for tips a...nd a share of what people left behind in their rooms. There were enough guests back then to warrant two bellboys. It was old-fashioned hard work and intense sucking up that allowed Tarek to keep his job when the guests dwindled to a trickle.
When the Sea Port was self-upgraded to a five-star hotel, Tarek became the concierge/bellhop, partially because his English was better than anyone else’s at the hotel, but primarily because he would do the job for the least amount of money. It took a few weeks to find out what it was that a concierge actually did, but once he figured it out, he dedicated himself to being the best damn concierge in a bogus five-star hotel in all of the old area of Casablanca east of the Rue Centrate.MoreLess
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