March 30, 2005
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News From the Road
It was a long drive, my colleague sneezed germily in my direction throughout, the city was big, dark and confusing, and we went to the wrong hotel by mistake.
When we finally got to the correct hotel, I trudged out of the elevator on my floor, checking my keycard. Room number 717. I looked up. There were two signs above the little glass stand with the torpid plastic houseplant:
Rooms 704-716 ----->
<----- Rooms 718-722
It's been that kind of day. And yours?
Comments (15)
Oh dear...
I'm sorry to hear about your sucky day. Am I a shit for finding it funny anyway?
Have to laugh at the room numbers! It better have been straight ahead. I hope the rest of your trip is better.
lol Poor Faith.
Not much better, but at least I'm in my room.
Well doesn't that just figure. I know it's not much consolation but seems like it's in the air....
How bad the day is depends on the hour you see that sign.
that's just WRONG!
the sign-making bastards!
ten bucks says they save room 717 for the most haggard-looking patron of the day, just to see if they can push them over the edge. it's like winning the lottery, only without the money and the fun and the hookers.
okay, so i have no idea, maybe you had hookers anyway.
either way, i hope your day has improved.
I hope you day gets...better!! Heh!
Wow. Thus far it's been quiet. But I need a shower... ((sniff, sniff))
Wow, that had to give you faith in the hotel's competency! LOL
Eww. Being around germy, hacking people always makes me feel sick immediately.
And the room number thing? I hope it didn't take too long to see the humour in it.
ROFLMAO
That is classic.
If things get really bad, have Rita tell you about the start of her spring break vacation. Most travel woes pale in comparison.
Hope all is going well otherwise.
Checking into my hotel on Wednesday went a little better than this. I hope you are safely home and resting.
i'm hoping it was right in front of you.
or is that just something that happens in movies?
you weren't expected to do math, were you???
bastages!
oh...when daff and i checked into one of our hotels (the one without the naked people)...we looked down for our room key (of which I was in charge)...and it was missing. miss eedjit trudged her lardy behind back out to lil' loocious and found it by the uhaul. (i still don't know why she didn't kill me) (she tried awfully hard that time with "The Look")
I spit coffee all over my monitor reading that one! Too funny! I hope today's a better day.
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