Housekeeper's Resume

Like I said, I've got those ten valuable years of back-breaking cleaning experience. I've been at this most current position for about 2.5 years, and all of my other years of experience come from no less than four hotels and resorts from my hometown of Minocqua, Wisconsin; population: unincorporated. Don't you just love that when you see that on the sign of a small town you're cruising through at 65mph? (Even though the speed limit says 45, it doesn't look like anyone's watching...) It probably brings to mind an image of a few abandoned, ghost-town-esque store fronts slowly collapsing onto a chipped sidewalk accompanied by those old pick-up trucks that make you wonder if they work or not but sure enough, there's an elderly fellow pealing out at the next driveway in one of them, maxing that puppy out to 54mph. Well, that's what I picture, because I've traveled my way around basically every fine corner of this beautiful state of Wisconsin and I've seen those small towns. Strangely, Minocqua's not one of those types of small towns. For whatever reason, back in some epic chronicle of Wisconsin history, somebody labeled our town as tourist capital of the north, and so, come summer, the town's packed, no lie. In the summer, our population swells to 40,000 or something similarly ridiculous. (Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration, but it's got to be close to 20,000. And that says a lot when I would guestimate our winter population to be about 2,000, not counting the even smaller towns that surround us, which might bring us up to 5,000 if we're lucky.)
Anyway, that's what led to my accidental career in housekeeping. When you grow up in the tourist capital of the north, your summer jobs are mainly limited to cheesy slogan t-shirt seller, ice cream/fudge/candy store employee, overworked/underpaid waitress, or resort/hotel worker. Honestly, I've done most of the above during my summers in my hometown, but housekeeper is the one that stuck. I'm not exactly sure what it is about the job. I have always liked that it's a job where I get to move around instead of being stuck in one place all day. I also, brace yourself, like cleaning! (Ah! I know- I must be insane.) Plus, this might sound strange, but I like the suspense that comes with the job. You don't know what could be behind that door when you open it. It's kind of like being on a perpetual game show, you know, one of those old school ones where people open doors and there's all kinds of exciting prizes behind them like cars and boats and new furniture! Only, on those game shoes, people usually don't find leftover food, spare change, and old toys behind those doors, which are probably the three most common things I come across in my line of work. But it's still suspsenseful enough for me. It's the little things, really.
So that's how I came to be a professional housekeeper. It provides just enough suspense, physical activity, and intrigue for me to avoid boredom. Plus, it pays a little more than the typical summer job, and sometimes people leave you tips. When I started, I didn't think it would last this long, but it's led to some fairly crazy stories, which I'm more than willing to share here. Let me know what you'd like to hear. Or not. Either way, I'll continue to ramble semi-coherent sentences about the triumphs and failures of my day job, so you might as well get a word in.