Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, January 26
– Ring the bell next time, Sir.
– I didn’t want to wake anybody up.
This battle will never end, I’m afraid…I wanted to smack the guy…Both of them, actually, because there were two of them…Good gravy, that’s the purpose of the bell!!!…To alert a hard-working night auditor that someone’s out front!!!
It would have been less work for them, too…They had actually reached over the counter for a Post-It note and a pen and written down the stuff they took from the sundy stand, plus their name and room number.
We had a couple of teams in-house tonight and the sundry stand took a beating…Power drinks, the bottled water that isn’t as good as the tap water and, especially, ice cream…The lobby, too…There were pizza boxes and glasses from the bar and all in all it took 30 minutes or so to get everything looking presentable.
It turns out I made a huge error, tho I appear to have gotten away with it…Recall we have the large-sized coffee packets, designed, I think, to brew one gallon of coffee, in play right now in the back coffee room…This was a mistake of course, as we usually get the smaller, 3-oz packages and at the time I could’ve sworn I read the big packages held 9-oz of ground coffee, so you got three pots out of one sack of coffee…But then I started noticing the final pot usually had a bit less coffee than the first two, even when you were careful to fill the measuring cup up to the proper fill line.
Well, it turns out the big packages of coffee only hold 8-ozs and not 9-ozs!!!…I am not making that up…There are two options here: you can either modify the amount of coffee put in so each pot gets one-third of a package or you can use the old fill line and open a new package to supplement the final pot of the old package…I decided – and this may well have been a raw display of my authority – to modify the amount put in each pot so we still got three pots out of a package…Call me a maniac, I don’t mind…The difference is only one-third of an ounce per pot, hardly noticeable and, in fact, we have not had any guests comments on our coffee service since we started using the new, larger packages last week.
We managed to sell out tonight, just our sixth sellout of the month and our first in a couple of weeks…Occupancy is still weak, down 6% from last January tho we’re charging out the arse so revenue is still strong, up over $6K from last year at this time.
The whole town was sold out, too…The several hotels I pass downtown on the way in had No Vacancy signs up and downtown was very busy, busy enuff so you keep an eye out for idiots jaywalking because the last thing you need is to run over some drunk who fell down because he slipped trying to cross in the middle of the street…The constables were doing big business, too, and there were the usual couple of cars pulled over.
There weren’t too many people looking for rooms, tonight, tho one guy did ask what was going on to account for the town being sold out…Another idiot trying to find an excuse for not planning ahead and he got the usual answer it being a weekend in ski season in a rather popular ski town.
The big news is that Hotel B, the one right next door where I used to work has been sold to a guy from town whose name I didn’t recognize…He said he wants to put in some more room, it only has 29 right now, tho there really isn’t a whole lot of room for new rooms.
No workout today…Sunday usually is a prime workout day but I was up early and tired and I don’t lift when I’m tired because that’s when you pull muscles and whatnot…I guess…I don’t really know because I don’t lift when I’m tired…I did move some snow, tho…There wasn’t that much actually on the driveway, but the infernal berm from the last town snow plowing was still there and we’re expecting more snow the next few days and the more snow that’s moved now means less snow to move later.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0900 Sunday until 1400 Sunday…5.0 hours, a lousy start to the new sleep week and sleep month, but I’ve been sleeping really well lately and you can’t sleep nine hours every night, altho ol’ Sparrow wouldn’t object too violently to that.
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.
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