When we arrived at check-in, one of the girls was busy helping another traveller. We stood back to wait. The was another girl working at the desk, but she was busy stapeling some papers together. She didn’t see us at first, but when she did, she seemed to imply that it was our fault for not coming in front of her. When she talked, it seemed to us that she was yelling, talking loud with anger to her voice. We were given a room that the sun would have shone in all day and was right above where people were allowed to smoke and have conversations. The rest of the staff was kind and friendly. A man out back that was painting, told us where to catch the bus and how to get back. Very nice and helpful, especially after the girl that check us in. If you do not want to be on the front desk, get another job at the back of the house!