Most of the hotels that I've worked in were old coaching inns or the like, but I have managed to work in a couple of places that weren't reputed to be haunted or had wierd stuff happen in them!
I do wonder if it is the close proximity to alcohol that makes old pubs and inns hotbeds of paranormal rumour. Either because those who see the wierdness are pissed or because the heightened emotions caused by alcohol lead to some violent or passionate actions that lend themselves to becoming hauntings. Or it could just be that old buildings, well trodden, make funny noises.
As I said earlier I do have another tale of strangeness in a hotel, but it is more a series of possibly related incidences as opposed to a definite sighting or something.
I was working as assistant manager to Soong and Mrs. Soong in an old coaching inn in Kent. (The company we worked for specialised in these places and I moved over here when the inn that I worked for originally was sold and the Managers started having affairs with staff members and stuff, in case you're suspicious at all the inns that I've worked in!
The most obvious strangeness I noticed before I was actually working there. I used to come and stay with Soong for a week or so in my holidays and I always had the small single room on the top floor. Because I worked in a hotel I would always come in a quiet period, so the corridor would be empty- no-one else would be staying on that floor- and yet I used to hear "someone" pacing up and down outside my door. I could always blame it on my imagination, but when I began to work there I would get spontaneous reports from guests about someone pacing all night.They were usually complaining and asking what I could do to stop it! One of the chefs had the same room I used when he came to "live-in" and said that he actually saw a shadow pass his door when we were empty, but he was a piss-head, so I take his testimony with a pinch of salt.
One Sunday I was working in the restaurant and I had to take the umbrellas from the patio tables in. Being a lazy old bint I looked around the restaurant to see if there was somewhere I could store them instead of lugging them down the drive to the shed. My eye caught the door that was barricaded by a huge leather sofa. It used to be a secret passage up to room 7 and also had access to the tunnel that went across the road to the church. It's blocked up now, but my theory was that there might be a bit of space in which to wedge the umbrellas. Anyway, it took a while to get the door open, but I just used a bit of brute force and a lot of swear words. The space was full of pipes and then boarded up, so I closed the door and put the sofa back. I thought no more about it.
That night I was working as chef in the kitchen. It was a rather trying evening because the fryer was playing up. On Sundays I was often alone in the kitchen, yet the switch flipped itself off while I was cooking some fish. Then Soong came in, all excited because a customer in the restaurant had said that she had just seen a ghost. Apparently she saw a figure dressed in a long skirt and apron and turned to order a drink from her but she had gone.
The table at which the customer was sitting was the table closest to the door that I had prised open that morning.
Of course it could all be coincidence- people seeing things, electrical faults and shifting foundations, but it gave me the heebie-jeebies!:eek!!!!: