The last few days have been weird – and that’s saying a lot coming from me.
I’ve been slammed with 5×5 responses and the pressure of writing introductions worthy of my friends’ greatness has been ever-present in my mind. As for life at the hotel, it’s been business as unusual. In other words, it’s been as nutty as ever. A recent convention yielded this cool quote from a corporate drone with mistress envy:
“It takes balls of steel to take your porn star girlfriend to the company’s annual out-of-town convention and then bring your wife to the company Christmas party. I admire Steve for doing that. Why can’t I do something like that?”
And of course, you know I wasn’t about to let that one drop…
“You want to be like Steve? Correct me if I’m wrong, sir, but isn’t Steve a douchecopter for having a girlfriend and a wife?”
Sure enough, my logic was irrefutable….
“Uh, yeah, I guess he is. You know what, boss? You’re pretty smart! You shoot from the hip. I like that!”
And of course, Nelson Mandela’s passing has brought out the best in people – with some exceptions, of course. Case in point, a young African American couple approached my desk yesterday to store their luggage, but instead found themselves besieged by a grey-haired old lady with good intentions – but little else.
“I just wanted to tell you young people how sorry I am for your loss. Did you know Mandela well?”
The young lady’s reaction was understandable, but unfortunately for her position, stereotypical.
“Say what, little old white lady?”
Fortunately, cool heads prevailed and no hate crimes were committed during what should have been a time of peaceful reflection and mourning. Trust me, it sucks trying to pry old ladies out of lobby garbage cans….
That’s all for now, folks. As of this writing, I have a thirteen-hour shift ahead of me and yes, it’s going to be as much fun as it sounds. Have a great weekend, friends.
See you in the lobby….