They finally got me out of the hotel. Last night Confidante, Dave, and I went to Squid’s birthday party. It’s nice to be able to reconcile the other side of a friendship every now and then. I already knew Squid’s wife, Mrs. Squid, and yesterday I got to meet her family, his family, and their friends outside of the hotel. So, now I know the entire Squid squad. Everyone was very welcoming and friendly, not that I would expect anything less from someone Squid would be associated with. As you would expect, there was plenty of great food at the cookout too. And, I finally got to play Wii for the first time. They put bowling on. It took me a couple of swings to get the remote to work correctly. Twice I did something that re-set the game, but nobody threw a bowling ball at me, so it was okay. I won’t tell you who I had a higher score than, because he’ll just consider it beginner’s luck. I’m sure that’s what it was.
I was astounded at how quiet it was here this weekend. Where did all the party people go? What happened to the teams? HA! There were here, but just not on my floor for a change. I felt like an airline stewardess the other night directing guests with both my hands to where the elevators were located to the rooms. It’s so much fun to watch people wheeling luggage and pulling children from the elevator that only services the parking deck, or the one to the housekeeping section in the back. The ones for the rooms are actually past the
lobby. You know they’ve just gotten lost by the look on their faces when they get off in the lobby again. They sort of stand there looking from one wrong elevator to the next wondering why they weren’t seeing it. Sometimes, we can catch them before they make a mistake, but it’s always fun to see how many times they’ll go round and round before they ask. Today, a guest commented on how hard it was to find our hotel. We like to keep it hidden. It cuts down on the number of walk-ins for…, you know.
I was astounded at how quiet it was here this weekend. Where did all the party people go? What happened to the teams? HA! There were here, but just not on my floor for a change. I felt like an airline stewardess the other night directing guests with both my hands to where the elevators were located to the rooms. It’s so much fun to watch people wheeling luggage and pulling children from the elevator that only services the parking deck, or the one to the housekeeping section in the back. The ones for the rooms are actually past the
lobby. You know they’ve just gotten lost by the look on their faces when they get off in the lobby again. They sort of stand there looking from one wrong elevator to the next wondering why they weren’t seeing it. Sometimes, we can catch them before they make a mistake, but it’s always fun to see how many times they’ll go round and round before they ask. Today, a guest commented on how hard it was to find our hotel. We like to keep it hidden. It cuts down on the number of walk-ins for…, you know.