Can you all sleep? I can't I am actually in Texas visiting my friend, doing a bit of Websleuths work too and staying at a lovely motel.
I am being totally sarcastic.
Not the Texas part or the part about visiting my friend or the stuff about Websleuths but the lovely motel part.
I knew there was big trouble when I went to the desk to check in and the second I said "The room is paid for and I have a reservation" the guy FREAKS OUT and starts yelling "FIFTY DOLLARS FIFTY DOLLARS OR GET OUT OF HERE NOW NOW NOW" Me; "But I...I...uhh..." Him; "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ENGLISH? ARE YOU DEAF? FIFTY DOLLARS OR GET OUT GEEEET OOOUUUUUT". Then he picks up the phone and holds it like a baseball he is getting ready to pitch. Is he going to throw it at my head or call 911? He clears it up for me when he yells "I'LL CALL 911 NOW GET OUT OR GIVE ME FIFTY DOLLARS" By this time my mouth is hanging open like a big catfish with a hook in it. I think I started to drool. I held up the confirmation number and started to squeak out some word of some kind, can't remember what word when he starts, like, jumping "WE ARE FULL WE ARE FULL YOU GET OUT OF HERE OR GIVE ME FIFTY DOLLARS FOR A ROOM"
Now I am really stunned. What the hell was he saying? They are full but if I give him fifty dollars a room magically vacates? It was late at night, I was exhausted, and I had Mr. Jumping Hysterical Clerk Guy trying to tell me he can magically make my room appear for fifty dollars when I had a confirmation number and the room was paid for.
There is only one thing you can do in a situation like this. Call in the big guns. When I say big guns, I mean my friend. We'll call her "J". J is the sweetest, kindest, senior citizen you could ever meet and SHE WILL KICK YOUIF YOU PULL THIS CRAP OF SCREAMING "GET OUT, GIVE ME FIFTY, WE ARE FULL, "
Also J made the reservation and even went so far as to earlier that day to go to the motel, register, get a key to the room and gave the woman at the desk (she did not act like an alien was about to burst out of her chest so J could talk to her no problem) my full name, saying I would be coming in later and would need a key as well.
I call J and she comes over, her sweet smile hiding her ability to drop kick Mr. SCREAMING right through the burnt out motel light. She gave me her key and told me to unload my things while she dealt with "the problem".
Sure enough, voices are now speaking in a softer tone, Mr. Screaming Jumping Dude hands me a key card to my room. He did so with all the love and kindness a rabid, constipated, starving and very poisonous pit viper snake
My wonderful friend J had a calming effect on the situation and from then on things have been great. Except for the screaming match between a sex worker and an unhappy customer. LOL
Anyway, Happy New Year. I somehow managed to make my whole computer page really teeny tiny small and I can't figure out how to make it look normal again.
2019 is off to a swinging start for me. LOL
Can you all sleep? I can't I am actually in Texas visiting my friend, doing a bit of Websleuths work too and staying at a lovely motel.
I am being totally sarcastic.
Not the Texas part or the part about visiting my friend or the stuff about Websleuths but the lovely motel part.
I knew there was big trouble when I went to the desk to check in and the second I said "The room is paid for and I have a reservation" the guy FREAKS OUT and starts yelling "FIFTY DOLLARS FIFTY DOLLARS OR GET OUT OF HERE NOW NOW NOW" Me; "But I...I...uhh..." Him; "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ENGLISH? ARE YOU DEAF? FIFTY DOLLARS OR GET OUT GEEEET OOOUUUUUT". Then he picks up the phone and holds it like a baseball he is getting ready to pitch. Is he going to throw it at my head or call 911? He clears it up for me when he yells "I'LL CALL 911 NOW GET OUT OR GIVE ME FIFTY DOLLARS" By this time my mouth is hanging open like a big catfish with a hook in it. I think I started to drool. I held up the confirmation number and started to squeak out some word of some kind, can't remember what word when he starts, like, jumping "WE ARE FULL WE ARE FULL YOU GET OUT OF HERE OR GIVE ME FIFTY DOLLARS FOR A ROOM"
Now I am really stunned. What the hell was he saying? They are full but if I give him fifty dollars a room magically vacates? It was late at night, I was exhausted, and I had Mr. Jumping Hysterical Clerk Guy trying to tell me he can magically make my room appear for fifty dollars when I had a confirmation number and the room was paid for.
There is only one thing you can do in a situation like this. Call in the big guns. When I say big guns, I mean my friend. We'll call her "J". J is the sweetest, kindest, senior citizen you could ever meet and SHE WILL KICK YOUIF YOU PULL THIS CRAP OF SCREAMING "GET OUT, GIVE ME FIFTY, WE ARE FULL, "
Also J made the reservation and even went so far as to earlier that day to go to the motel, register, get a key to the room and gave the woman at the desk (she did not act like an alien was about to burst out of her chest so J could talk to her no problem) my full name, saying I would be coming in later and would need a key as well.
I call J and she comes over, her sweet smile hiding her ability to drop kick Mr. SCREAMING right through the burnt out motel light. She gave me her key and told me to unload my things while she dealt with "the problem".
Sure enough, voices are now speaking in a softer tone, Mr. Screaming Jumping Dude hands me a key card to my room. He did so with all the love and kindness a rabid, constipated, starving and very poisonous pit viper snake
My wonderful friend J had a calming effect on the situation and from then on things have been great. Except for the screaming match between a sex worker and an unhappy customer. LOL
Anyway, Happy New Year. I somehow managed to make my whole computer page really teeny tiny small and I can't figure out how to make it look normal again.
2019 is off to a swinging start for me. LOL