And if you're wondering why all the instructors are doing the greeter's jobs, it's because of a little friendly competition between them: they have to do the opposite job (ie- Instructors greet and vise versa) and see who does the most.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they. — TheMythMaster