When I was a young girl, my first real job was working at a resort hotel, cleaning rooms. The view of the ocean was priceless, but the work: notsomuch.
I did have one guest who stayed for two weeks. She was an elderly woman who tipped me a dollar bill every day. That dollar bill was sitting next to a Toblerone chocolate bar. What a special treat to a newly minted *grown up*, living on Chambermaid's tips.