So here’s the deal, readers: I’ve been overwhelmed by family responsibilities and crises of late. That, coupled with my desire to finish Book Two has left the blog gathering virtual dust (if such a thing exists).
And simply put, that’s not likely to change anytime soon.
But there’s hope for my
legion of five fans; I’ll be posting whenever my book-writing abilities wane. Which, as luck would have it, is now.
I awoke at seven o’clock this morning to a fresh layer of snow deposited upon Niagara Falls. My regularly scheduled shift was to begin at ten, so I had plenty of time to clean up, put the dog out for her morning constitution, check on my father-in-law, get the wife and daughter up from their slumber (no easy task), shovel, eat and get to work.
Or so I thought. We all know what happens to the best laid plans of mice and bellmen, don’t we?
One phone call later, I’ve compressed my plans and walked to work (slowly, no more broken legs for this guy), donned my uniform and headed up from the hotel’s lower depths to the Bell Desk where I spent the next several hours… doing absolutely nothing.
So I guess that means this post has nowhere to go. Good day to you all.
Are you still here? Boy, you’re persistent, aren’t you? I think we dated in college. But you deserve a reward for your persistence. (Yes, my writing is a “reward”. Shut up.) So here we go.
Ten Unusual Things That Happened To The Hook Today
10) While on my way to work, I saw a squirrel blown from a tree by ridiculously high winds. Not to worry, animal lovers he was fine… he landed in the back of a passing pick-up truck. And yes, I realize that could only happen in front of The Hook.
9) I became aware of a movement to bring Jimmy Fallon and The Tonight Show to Niagara Falls. Fallon has become the darling of the Canadian side of the Falls since he praised us during an interview with Nicole Kidman. Incidentally, he bashed the American side, but to be fair, the Powers That Be over there have let it go to seed, so they asked for it. I’ve offered to take any challenge Fallon sees fit to issue if he agrees to stage a show in my hometown. Hopefully he sees the value in humiliating a grown man on the web for publicity. Wish me “luck”?
8) A drunk, twenty-something, hafl-dressed chick was vomiting in front of the hotel. That may not seem unusual, but when you consider that her vomit was literally freezing in front of and on her, well then, that qualifies as unusual. And yes, I made sure she received proper attention from the authorities. I’m not completely heartless… just mostly.
7) I punched in at precisely eight o’clock. I beat the punch clock, a true victory for any member of the 99 Percent.
6) The noxious fumes from the ginormous, rapidly-decaying Christmas tree beside my desk became even more deadly while I was off-duty this week. I still maintain that, in the proper concentration, those fumes could be weaponized.
5) I smiled this morning. pretty amazing when you consider I didn’t have gas or get lucky.
4) There are hockey families in the hotel and I served one that tipped well, treated me with respect, and was genuinely cool. I know, I’m gobsmacked too.
3) I served a Muslim couple, both of whom treated each other and myself with respect. They were funny, happy and no one in the hotel, staff or otherwise, looked at them as though they were guilt of any terrorist acts. It was a beautiful thing that perfectly illustrated how ridiculous the horrific acts of a few extremists really are.
2) I received a decent tip from a Kevin O’Leary wannabe. Most corporate stockbroker types are cheap, deluded buggers, but this guy was realistic and hadn’t traded his heart for a bigger Blackberry.
It’s official… Hell has frozen over.
1) I managed to finish a post about a relatively quiet Friday morning before things got crazy during the Friday night check-in frenzy. I’m proud of myself. (It may not be a great post, but its done.)
See you in the lobby, kids…