HOOK’S NOTE: For parents, this is that most sacred of days… back to school. So sit back, pour yourself a glass of your poison of choice and laugh a little. You’ve earned it.
When I was growing up in the Seventies every cougar I knew was just referred to as “So-and-So’s Mom”.
But times have changed and now we label every segment of humanity in order to create more divisions between the species. At any rate, you’re not here so I can philosophize, are you? No, you want to laugh, don’t you?
You do realize whose blog you’ve clicked on, right?
But like I often tell the wife, “I’m going to do my best… but I can’t promise anything.”
So now, kids, here’s a crash course in serving the most volatile of hotel guests, traveling cougars. (Without singling out any specific cougars I’ve ever encountered.) To clarify, most “cougs” are fun to deal with but every once in a while I’ll come across one that’s nothing but trouble.
Yes, I realize that sounded horrible. Let’s move on shall we?
ONE) “That’s a rather… unique look you’re sporting today. Who did your make-up, miss? Zombie Stevie Wonder?”
TWO) “I have to hand it to you, miss… there’s no substitute for experience. I’ve never met a woman whose vagina actually had its own gravitational pull.”
Believe it or not, a colleague said this to a guest. On one hand, she was so drunk she didn’t really understand him. On the other, she vomited on him two seconds later, so…
THREE) “You’re in tip-top shape for someone who’s been alive so long!”
Yes, another fellow bellman uttered those words too. I’ve worked with some top-shelf talent over the years…
FOUR) “Wow, those baby-making thighs have really held up!”
FIVE) “I see you brought the four most important food groups with you, miss… wine, penis-shaped baked goods, beer and Cialis.”
SIX) “Excuse me, miss but your fur is growling. Did Canada Customs clear it, has it had its shots?”
SEVEN) “Nice to see you again, miss. We’ve lined up some fresh virgins for you to snack on while you wait to check in.”
EIGHT) “Fair warning, miss, the Animal Control people have been lurking around here…”
NINE) “Have you ever been to Pound Town, baby?”
TEN) “Hey, baby, ever have your bell rung by an actual bellman?”
To be clear, that one actually works on most cougars, but that’s the last thing you want to have happen if you’re a married bellman like me. After all, the wife has mean right me.
See you in the lobby, kids…
(Yeah, it’s back. What of it?)
Number 2…karma karma. Too funny.
Thanks, L!
I agree. Black holes have a strong attraction. 😛
So, has the bellman rung the bells??😜
I’ve been married my entire hospitality career… so definitely not.
Hahaha…
I’d love to make a career in hospitality management.
And your experiences make me want it more than ever.
My experiences aren’t typical but hospitality can be rewarding if you have the right frame of mind.
Which you do.
Thank you for that!
I admire your wit.
Yeah. I’m really glad I don’t have your job. I can’t keep a straight face, or punch out a straight line like those.
It takes a lot of practice.
And even more luck.
You’d grow into it, trust me.
Number two and now I’m trying to get coffee off my keyboard.
Just send the bill to Ned Hickson, John…
🙂
You’re a very bad man. Not a bad person. A bad man
Thanks!
Yay! Thanks for the treat of a hospitality story. It’s so wild to know that people like your guests actually exist, and aren’t just characters I’d see on TV. What a bunch!
Oh yeah, and number 2! (Said with face all scrunched up in discomfort).
I hear you.
My humor can go down rough sometimes…
And that’s just one of the things we like about you!
Definitely not!
Aaaaaah. i learn something new everyday
That’s a good thing, Paul.
Knowledge is power, buddy.
My friend Dirty Dan once said “There’s no substitute for experience, but I’ll take enthusiasm every time.”
Dirty Dan rocks, Doug.
This explains the chair and whip you keep in the elevator. I thought it was just something you brought from home…
They are – but that’s another post altogether…
I’ll look for it…
Drunks are such an easy target – but they do have that one defensive weapon: throwing up.
Stand back – waaay back.
Number 3 is a real giggle – no doubt some would still take that as a compliment
No doubt.
I am Cougar! Hear me ROA—-cough—spit–gag—ugh! Damned hair ball! Ahem. ROAR!
Well done, Rosemary!