It is Read Free Sunday (RFS) at The Diary. Enjoy.
It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, September 24
Assistant Front Desk Manager Q was at the hotel when we reported for duty and he is still living at the hotel for what has to be going on two months now…If it’s bothering him he’s doing a pretty good job of keeping it to himself, but he’s starting to despair about ever finding a place for him, his dad and dad’s cat…We’ve wanted to ask what ol’ pops was doing right now because Q is in a room with one king bed, but we don’t want to seem too nosy.
Boy, all three cash drawers were utterly whack tonite…The right drawer was $1.52 over and how you get two extra pennies might always be a Mystery of the Front Desk…Then the left drawer was $7.10 short, another Mystery Amount (MA) because where in the hell did the extra dime come from???…Not only that, but the petty cash safe was $10 over…Of course, the extra in the right drawer was dropped, but you don’t drop extra money in the safe so the Cash Drawer Spread Sheets (CDSS) for both the left drawer and the safe, with the totals highlighted in green.
We ran into a veterans service officer (VSO) client this morning…We had just started walking the hotel and you can hear the TV from 106 down the hall…We knock and there’s no answer so we go back to front desk and look at the reg card and the name is Mr C…Now, it could’ve been an out-of-town Mr C, but he had an in-town address, so we’re thinking it’s the same one we helped find housing for earlier this year…We call the room and it sounds like him and we ask him to turn the TV volume down and he’s amenable to this but he doesn’t know how, and my offer to swing by and help is accepted.
It was him…Recall, Mr C lived in a trailer on land he owns that did not have running water and we were able to secure a room for him at one of the former hotels that are now housing units…Well, evidently that ended – based on my experience in this matter he probably screwed it up, tho that isn’t clear – and he was back at the trailer which was now infested with rattlesnakes which, despite being an outdoorsy sort, he didn’t like any more than anyone else would so he’s been lugging his stuff from hotel to hotel.
So he was here tonite…It was simple enuff to show him how to work the remote and it is plain he doesn’t recognize me even after introducing myself and we’re already sold out for Saturday nite and he doesn’t have anywhere to go…(Recall Julie is shacking up with his son and they are living in the house on the other end of his property and why he is not living with them isn’t immediately known…Julie, who knows he’s a VSO client, has chosen not to expound on the matter while Mr C only made vague references to some problems.)…You might think that as VSO a homeless vet would swing me into immediate action, but the program we utilized doesn’t have an expiration date, it’s not one of those deals where it’s only good for a set time, so we strongly suspect he got kicked out and while we’re here to help, you have also got help yourself.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0900 Saturday until 1500 Saturday…6.0 house for the day and 46.0 hours for the week, a sub-par total and, perhaps, like you, we can’t help but strongly suspect that yesterday’s man-sized 15.5 combined hours had a negative influence on today’s sleep session.
The weekly average for the month is 48.12, a fine figure in its own right, but distressingly down from last month’s lusty 52.3 weekly average.
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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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