Anita stood dutifully at her front desk post, hating her life and smiling through the pain whenever a guest or her bosses drew near. Day in day out just standing there doing a job that a computer system could do, interface with the rich, give them their room keys and field any and all questions no matter how inane in person and over the phone like her world revolved around them. Well, in a professional sense it did but she didn’t have to revel in that. In fact, her days were so similar that it stood out pretty powerfully when she noticed…
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