Hotel Night Shift Part 1

Those were good when I did not believe in ghosts. For a long time I was wandering here and there in search of a job. Then with great difficulty I got a night shift job in a hotel. Due to poverty and financial crisis at home I was ready to do any job. That is why I was forced to agree to the night shift job in a hotel even though I did not want to. In a night shift job in a hotel you meet some interesting people but still it is a very easy job. You only need to have the courage to stay awake all night. In other words you get paid for sitting in front of the computer for 8 hours. If a customer comes then it is okay otherwise the whole time is yours. Then at night you have to prepare a report and set up breakfast for the morning. After that you can go home but the problem is that as the darkness of night sets in, you get paid for sitting in front of the computer for 10 hours. Your heart starts pounding I mean yes there is enough light in the lobby but it is completely dark outside and loneliness The biggest problem of this night chef job in the hotel is that I am completely alone here at night and no other worker is working with me which makes my job even more depressing There is no solace in knowing that you are just 30 feet away from a person who might be sleeping in his room right now In fact sometimes I feel as if the world has ended and only you are alive Yes sometimes it also happens that someone coming from another city or a family checks in at 4 in the morning, seeing their smiling faces I also have to pass a fake smile and then what other small things Formality And then the same loneliness Staring into the darkness And just waiting for the morning to come and when I will be able to go home There is no way to divert the mind How can you divert your mind when something is stuck in your mind Some time after starting the night shift, I would suddenly get goosebumps Something would get stuck in my heart as if some person or something was staring at me The lobby of the hotel is something like this First of all, there is a door in front of us, like the ones in hotels, made of transparent glass, which I would lock after my colleagues left and start my shift As we enter, we have a common area There is a sofa set here and a table There is a pile of magazines on the table To the left of this is our breakfast area Because this hotel is small, it looks a little closed There is another door on my right There is a door which leads to the swimming pool area. It is very small, uncomfortable and has been built in a strange way. Well, I don't get paid for interior designing. I get paid for keeping all these things in good condition. And yes, there is a bell outside the main door which can be rung by any guest who comes at night. Then I go and unlock the gate and welcome the guests. Actually, the main gate should be open 24 hours because this is a hotel. But this hotel is in the middle of a highway where there is nothing around. The next petrol pump is also 45 minutes away from here. It was around 4 in the night. It was my second or third night. So, I had not yet got used to staying awake at night. My eyes were heavy and I was dozing off every now and then. Then there came a point when I fell asleep completely when the doorbell rang. I immediately woke up and took the keys and ran towards the gate. I started to open the gate in my sleep. Then I looked at the transparent glass. There was no one outside. I thought that maybe someone had waited for too long and had gone to the new job. I cursed myself a lot for sleeping. I was afraid of only one thing that my boss might not get a complaint in the morning. I went straight to the breakfast area and made a strong coffee for myself. I had decided to stay awake the whole night. In a short while the doorbell rang again. This time I had reached close to the door before the bell rang completely. But still there was no one. At this time, there could not be any children who were playing a joke on me. After this, nothing happened the whole night. After two-three nights passed Now I had become accustomed to the night shift and I had started working well. The manager of our hotel was very happy with me. He never tired of praising me. But the manager had no idea how easy the job was and as managers do, he rewarded me for my good work. He gave me more work. He asked me to clean the swimming pool area a bit and prepare the breakfast area. I said okay, it was not a difficult job and I did not mind cleaning and at least I would have something to pass the time at night. The manager forgot to tell me that the lighting near the swimming pool was very dim. There were only four 40 watt bulbs installed in the corners of the walls of the swimming pool, whose presence or absence was the same. Darkness started from where the light of the light bulb ended and our boundary wall was even further away because of the darkness.