A typical Friday for me in the Hamptons

A Story from a Hamptons Host

So this summer I was in the Hamptons. A pretty crazy place to be for 16 weeks. I had a great time but being back in the city after that much time is very enjoyable.  It really helped me realize how much I really appreciate the city.  So while everyone comes up to the Hamptons to party or relax I am there working.  I am there consuming beverages with fellow guests, going out to the clubs and staying out till 2-3 am and then not sleeping till 4-5 am every weekend because I have to make sure that the guests don’t disturb other guests (meanwhile I am the one that is creating just as much noise….).

Don’t get me wrong the Hamptons is great for a vacation. It truly is an area, not just a city, of sin. People come to get really drunk, play around, and then party like crazy.  These are the people that I have to maintain.  Throughout the summer these people have become my friends because as I got to know them they weren’t like this all the time but since they work so hard they use the Hamptons as a way of blowing off steam, which makes sense to me.  But being in the Hamptons because of work there is no way to blow off steam so you just have to power through the summer which is what I did.  The experience taught me about people, what they want, what they say the want, and what they can deal with.  Being in the Hamptons is an experience none like it.

Typical Hamptons weekend:
Friday
I wake up to phone calls about where they are staying (guests calling in). I get more calls about last minute space available.  This goes on for a few hours. The maids and cooks get to the house. The maids finish cleaning the house and the cooks start getting dinner ready.  Guests start arriving and ask me where they are staying.  I show them to their room, and sometimes give tours.  I get more and more phone calls from people about which house are they staying at. I also have to check my email about people emailing their car information in to get their cars checked also other people emailing about which house they are in. More guests arrive.  Every weekend someone isn’t happy about where they are staying so I have to either tell them I can’t do anything or rearrange all the rooms that I spent days on to accommodate to them and then let everyone else know about the changes.  Keep in mind that guests will continually arrive until about 8pm. I would say about 97% of the guests arrive by 8pm.  With all these guests I have to remind them to move their cars and show them to the rooms. One of the breakers in the house will go out so I have to switch the breakers back on.  AC + hair curler = breaker tripping. I also have to keep the car level organized and to a minimum.  I have to organize the shuttle to and from the houses so that the people can move their cars.  Of course some guests don’t want to move their cars but I then have to convince them that their cars can not be parked here but they still refuse or they say they are going to leave with us, but I know that they are just using that as an excuse to park their car when they get back.  When someone does this it fills the parking lot up and makes the parking lot in front of the house congested. The time is now 8/8:30pm. We have happy hour at 9pm which I have to be at to entertain the guests.  I am now making small talk and drinking from 9-11/11:30.  We leave for Axe Lounge at Dune at 11:30. I am then taking care of bottle service from 12:00 – 2:30 (which is about when I am so tired I want to leave or the bottles have run out).  While I am taking care of the bottles I have to make sure that things are organized and not getting out of control.  Not letting people take the bottle and pouring to much alcohol.  Ordering more alcohol because we ran out of alcohol. Dealing with guests and the club simultaneously at times. It’s finally 2:30am I go home and the house is noisy. I have to tell everyone to quiet down. I stay up to make sure that things don’t get out of hand. Around 4am I am too tired to deal with it and most people have gone to bed so I go to sleep too.

End of my Friday.  Saturday to follow….