I love Coldplay. However, it might not be the best thing to listen to when I’ve had a couple drinks and am feeling a little down. Now I’m just downright depressed.
This is to everyone and no one: I’m not as helpless, innocent, or weak as you think I am. I won’t break. I know this because I’ve had past opportunities to do so but did not; I’m still here.
On an unrelated note…
You can’t police respect. You can’t demand it. You may not necessarily even be entitled to it.
A guest called with a noise complaint, saying his neighbor was too loud. Security asked the neighbor to quiet it down. Minutes later the guest calls again, and yells at me, because now his neighbor is loudly watching a porn movie. The guest says that this is unacceptable. He chews me out because this other guest is making it impossible for him to sleep.
At what point did that become my (or the hotel’s) problem? Yes, this guest paid such-and-such dollars to sleep in that room. His neighbor paid the same exact amount to be able to watch a porn movie in his own room. I offered to move the guest to another room, but he didn’t want to move–he wants the price of his room to be adjusted. Newsflash: You are not entitled to monetary compensation because someone has no respect for you. Yes, we should have respect for our fellow man, and yes, we should treat others as we would like to be treated. But guess what? This neighbor doesn’t.
And it is not my job to make him.