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Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, December 26
I report for duty and Assistant Front Desk Manager Q is there and I’m listening to an old radio show that is counting down the biggest hits of 1979 and while I’m in the back office limbering for my night’s work Q recognizes the #4 song and starts singing along…I told him it was #4 for 1979 and asked if he knew what the #1 song of 1979 might be…He said no, so I gave him a hint and said it was the first hit by a band that at the time was compared to the Beatles, a comparison which would turn out to be silly…He still didn’t know and I return to the back office…I clock in and dive in on my labors while Q clocks out before retiring to the lobby couch to await ground transportation.
Then the #1 song starts and I go out and have it loud enuff so Q can hear it and for dramatic effect I’m standing there with my hands on my hips and looking down at the ground significantly while nodding my head while Q has this blank look on his face…Nothing…No recognition at all…I might as well be playing the latest hits from the Gambia…I start air-guitaring and still nothing…Fine…I put my hands on my hips again, this time as if scolding him, and head back to the back office.
Veerrrryyyy slow tonight, a combination of Virus Era restrictions and not too much snow on the mountain…Now, even tho the mountain is open this isn’t all that busy a time but there were only 32 rooms tonight, down 20 from last year and 35 from the year before…It was so slow there were only five folios to deliver to departing rooms.
This didn’t stop ol’ Sparrow from getting them delivered until 0100 or so…I slept late last night and completely missed my treasured morning routine so I sat down in the back office with coffee and farted around for a while before diving in on the night’s work.
There was a phone call, around 0530…Mr A, scheduled to arrive later today for a week’s stay, called to inform us he wouldn’t be arriving until Sunday nite…All right…Attending to matters of this sort is certainly one of my duties and as I’m pulling up his reservation he added he would also like to confirm the stay is being paid for with his points…All right times two…However, his reservation made it plain the stay was being paid for with the credit card attached to the reservation…I told him this and he sounded frustrated, noting he had made it clear when he booked that he wanted to pay for his stay with points and then he asked if I could make the change for him and regular readers of this crap know ol’ Sparrow is powerless in these matters…I was obliged to tell him he’d have to call the 800 number for this and if needed his current reservation would be canceled without charge, of course.
The fly in the ointment this morning was the gym was closed…I am not making that up…After Christmas GorgeFest2020 I was in the mood to move some weight, get in some cardio and then soak but no go this morning…The first clue was driving and heading down the hill into downtown and noticing the parking lot appeared deserted…This is because it was…Then – showing how stupid I am – I start to turn in anyway and there’s this woman pulling out, vigorously shaking her head…Determined to find out firsthand, tho, I turn into the parking lot and some research shows they aren’t opening until noon today…This does me some zero good, so I head home…This was too bad because I’d taken the pre-workout drink after clocking out at the hotel and you hate to waste it, but what are you going to do???…If the gym’s closed, the gym’s closed and there isn’t much to be done about it.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1030 Saturday until 1930 Saturday…9.0 hours for the day and 46.5 hours for the week, a strong finish after a slow start…I have some zero clue what the deal is, either…Recall the new schedule started last week and we were all expecting an early-to-mid-afternoon go-to-sleep time today but yours truly was back in the chair reading – and recall I’d taken the pre-workout supplement, too – and not only was there dozing off, there was even snoring…So I went to bed and BOOM there it was, nine hours of sleep.
The nine hours did wonders for the weekly total, too…We were looking at a total on par with one from the March Troubles, but the weekly total came at a lusty 47.0 hours, giving us a Monthly Weekly Average (MWA) of 47.9 hours and a Rolling 3-Month Weekly Average (R3-MWA) of 47.0 hours.
The yearly figures are in, too, and they’re not too bad, either…The 2020 Weekly Average (2020WA) is 46.833 hours – especially splendid when the March Troubles are factored in – which is a bit more than the 46.48 weekly average from 2019, which itself was a bit more than the 2018 weekly average of 45.4 hours…None of these may seem especially high but remember ol’ Sparrow only gets six sleep sessions a week.
All told, ol’ Sparrow spent 2,435 hours sleeping in 2020, about 28% of the year…God bless all of you.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
