Any bellman worth his salt knows humor is one of the most powerful weapons in his arsenal.
That, and a medium-sized suitcase that “accidentally” strikes an obnoxious guest in the face, of course.
At any rate, put plainly, this summer has been a brutal one. Not that I mind, especially after I spent last summer on my porch rather than in the hospitality trenches. But back to this summer; yesterday was particularly insane, with one guest elevator down, Dragon Boat racers leaving the premises all at once and the usual surly suspects adding fuel to the fire.
So when I found myself in a crowd of hot, exhausted, increasingly-frustrated travelers who were not content to wait quietly for an elevator, I knew there was only one thing to do.
And so I launched into a brief stand-up routine.
Β So, I see there are a lot of married couples here. I just became a widower myself… I’m pretty excited about that. I look awesome in black. And I’m getting more tail than ever! Turns out grief is a great aphrodisiac. Who knew?
The crowd gasped.
They were shocked.
They were stunned.
They broke up in one giant wave of laughter.
My job was done. My mission a successful one.
Until the wife reads this, that is.
See you in the lobby, kids..
Your words have my stoic, work-set face curving up into a smile. Thank you for this!
As in the elevator, missed accomplished in my neck of the woods, too. Thank you, Hook!
My pleasure, Michelle.
Anytime.
Wait a minute…who knew being a bellman includes be a comedian, what other sub jobs do you take part in?
A bunch of ’em, Charlotte!
I’ll let you know soon.
Cool, glad I could set the writing fuse into blast off mode.
Ha ha ha…. I actually had a real LOL…. Yeah, really, who knew? Condolences to the Mrs. π
You mean condolences to me when she read this!
I know that’s what you hope…. π
Haha! I was wondering what is Mrs. Hook gonna do when she reads this? Thank you, as always, for the much needed laugh.
My pleasure – as always.
Funny, Hook. But your next elevator alcove routine may be even more hilarious delivered with the black eye courtesy of your bride!
True – and entirely possible.
You did what you had to in a cranky crowd situation I am sure your wife will understand. π
We’ll see…
Good one Mr. Hookey! I’ve missed your humor in my life π
I live to serve, my friend.
(it’s Abbie from Contortum Designs, this is my new blog!)
Nice!
Thanks for dropping by again!
After your wife reads this, I’m thinking she’ll be the one cracking the widow jokes…
AMEN to that Ned!! LOL! π
I beg to differ, folks.
We’ve been married for twenty years; the wife is used to the “workings” of my inner mind.
So it’s too late for her. Oh well, you guys make a great couple π
You bet your ‘stache we do.
Ohhmmmmm! There’s gonna be truuubuullle!!! And his name gonna be Mud Hookey! LMAO! π
Yep.
But what else is new?
How do you “accidentally” hit someone with luggage?
You make sure it swings towards them when you hang it on the luggage cart’s crossbar. Works like a charm every time…
Ha!~ Well done Hook!
Oh I’ve missed you Robert, in my self-imposed state of not reading or (writing, for that matter) anything for months!
This was hilarious…I hope you survived after all! Cheers, Lynne