I cannot remember ever having stayed at a hotel before where the housekeepers left personal notes on my desk Isis on Friday morning, Laura and Theresa this morning.
Plus the receptionists at the front desk are relentlessly cheerful—practically shouting out “Hello” across the lobby as I try to hide and get to the elevator un-verbally molested. I just hate excessive cheerfulness!
On the other hand, I took a quick trip this morning and picked up a pair of camo-cargo pants, as well as other pants and a belt, at the factory outlet stores east of Bloomington. That’s money that Macy’s could have had, but did not get.
Did you stop by the Goodwill and get some used underwear?
Told you it was cold here.
No used underwear, yet… to koko’s relief. I missed your cold message before I left–I wrote that post, posted it, turned off the computer and left.
Next time I will look at the forecast!
I certainly hope one of their notes wasn’t, “leave a tip you cheapskate!”
I’m with you… please stop the bubbly personalities. I’m paying for a service not for you to shove your nose up my butt.