Issues With My Hotel Room
So, I'm on the road for work today. I checked into my hotel and came up to my room.
It turns out that in order to get some peace and quiet, I have to put a sign on my door that says...
"I can't come to the door, I'm in Heaven."
Now seriously,
1. If this is heaven, I need to have a chat with God. I was expecting a little bit more.
2. Why do I have to put such a stupid thing on my door in order to keep housekeeping from busting in on me?
3. Taken literally, I'm telling the world I've died. Kind of an odd sentiment for a door knocker.
In other news, the South is pretty good so far. Perfect temperature. Got on the crowded shuttle and a man got up and gave me his seat. I hardly knew what to do with myself.
It turns out that in order to get some peace and quiet, I have to put a sign on my door that says...
"I can't come to the door, I'm in Heaven."
Now seriously,
1. If this is heaven, I need to have a chat with God. I was expecting a little bit more.
2. Why do I have to put such a stupid thing on my door in order to keep housekeeping from busting in on me?
3. Taken literally, I'm telling the world I've died. Kind of an odd sentiment for a door knocker.
In other news, the South is pretty good so far. Perfect temperature. Got on the crowded shuttle and a man got up and gave me his seat. I hardly knew what to do with myself.
1 Comments:
Somebody gave you their seat!?!? Wow, Southerners really ARE more polite!
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