A Story about not wanting to go to work at the Hotel and not having friends in the Hotel … (carry on reading or watch the video)
It was an average morning. I should be up at 5.30 a.m. I could not get out of bed. I should be getting dressed for work, but that is not what I did. I got back into bed and lay there, staring at the ceiling.
My mother repeatedly called upstairs for me to get up, get dressed and get ready to go to the Hotel. It was a familiar routine, happening nearly every day.
“I feel sick,” I cried to my Mother.
“You are not sick. Get up and get ready,” my mother called, walking up the stairs and hovering outside my bedroom door.
My job is the fulfilment of the ambition I had when I left school 25 years ago and everything should be different. So why did I go back to bed again that morning?
“I hate the Hotel and I’m not going,” I said to my Mother. “I’m always getting things wrong, making mistakes and getting told off. Nobody likes me and I’ve got no friends. And we have too many reports to write and they are too confusing. It’s all just pointless, and I’m not going to the Hotel ever again.”
“I’m sorry, but you are going to the Hotel” my mother said through the door, encouragingly ….
“Really, mistakes are how we learn and develop. And please try not to take criticism so personally.” She continued.
“And I can’t believe that nobody likes you – I am sure you have lots of friends at the Hotel.
And yes, all those Reports can be confusing, but we all have to write reports throughout our lives, so all of this experience at the Hotel is useful for life in general.
Besides, remember you need to go, you are the Hotel General Manager.”
I am a different generation to many of those who work in the Hotel and I’m their Manager. They don’t want to hear about my troubles; they don’t want to listen to this embarrassing old person. And I’m shy and introverted too. They think of me as loud and confident. The idea of forging new relationships with people frightens me.
I only wish one person would ask me, How I was at the Hotel? In a quite place. So, I could talk to them. Only if somebody would just ask. How was I coping? Not to judge me. But to be just available to listen.
I might be their Hotel General Manager, but I am still a human being. I am a bit depressed and I need their support right now.
You may spend a lot of time with people in the Hotel, including your Hotel Manager. This puts you in a good position to notice changes in someone’s behaviour or mood, which may indicate that they are not coping.
Is a workmate behaving differently? Maybe getting frustrated with tasks or people. By checking in with them and asking if they are OK, you could help them with any problems they are having and can show them that you care and are there to help.