Sure, it’s Read Free Sunday (RFS) at The Diary.
It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, December 9
Boy, the Assistant Front Desk Manager (AFDM) seemed a tad out of sorts when we reported for duty at the hotel…Well, that’s probably a bad word…Discombobulated is probably more accurate…He said a guest called down and requested a set of queen sheets and that he’d stop by and pick them up later…This is a pretty routine request (tho why you need new sheets is a question we tend not to ask) but the AFDM made it sound like he was facing the Bataan Death March.
It was kind of funny, actually, as he wondered what the layout of housekeeping was and whether he would be able tell the difference between queen and king sheets which is funny because even a novice desk clerk could probably figure it out…Eventually, we took pity on him and volunteered to take on the mission ourselves, an offer Q immediately accepted, tho it did mean he had to man the front desk while I was gone.
(Finding the sheets, by the by, was easy…Head Housekeeper G runs a good department and clean linens are not difficult to find, with the correct sheets being right where the labels said they would be…Exactly why Q was slightly flustered tonite is likely always to be a Wonder of the Front Desk and it’s rare enuff that we are willing to wave it off.)
Then Q noted that he did a lot of ordering today, stuff for Morning Coffee Service (MCS) and dry goods for the sundry stand…He noted this was his first decent order in a while because he had been under the same economies as the Front Desk Supervisor (FDS) has been with the weekly Coke order…The AFDM advised we will be getting “a ton” of creamer and coffee coming in. along with tea, plus candy and whatnot for the sundry stand…Rather innocently, he asked if we wanted to be included on his order emails from now on and we said of course we did…I asked when we were getting lip balm back in stock because we’re sick of paying full price (we get half off) and he said he didn’t know.
A little after midnite two guys came in looking for a room…We’re hardly busy this weekend and we almost gave the room away at $150, plus tax, per nite for two nites, a hell of a deal in ski season…It appeared someone had originally booked them at Hotel A but they had a bad experience there because the pet fee was $200 for the weekend and did we know what their cancelation policy was???…Well, we used to work there, of course, but we didn’t take their front desk manual with us when we left and we certainly didn’t remember it, but it was probably 24 hours, so if they booked for two nites they’d probably be on the hook for the first nite.
Then we thought that if they came here immediately after Hotel A they probably dealt with JoJo, whom only the longest of longtime readers will remember…She’s a rather irascible sort whose idea of 5-star service is not providing a beating at check-in and it turns out JoJo had been the one they dealt with…They later added they were glad to have dealt with someone nice here.
The big news is the back office freezer isn’t freezing…We discovered this while restocking the sundry stand when some ice cream sandwiches seemed softer than usual…This is a waste, of course, because you can’t resell refrozen product…We’re hardly Mr Nutrition so we don’t know if it’s still edible, but it is deformed and we’re a classy place and you can’t sell deformed goodies because once guests get it in their head that something is not right, they subconsciously start looking for flaws and the thing you know you are getting nickel and dimed with complaints.
Around 0430 we’re farting around on Faceplant and there’s a notice on the small town’s community page of a power outage, with initial reports saying it’s town-wide…Crap…I can bundle up if needed when I get home, but what about the cat???…Later, it would turn out some guy who also lives near the weed store said he had power, tho when we got home the clock on the stove was blinking…This, of course, indicated there had been an outage and the 1:45 display indicated it had come back on at 0645, but the cabin was warm and the cat was immediately begging to be fed, so she was all right, too, so everything worked out.
There was good strength in the gym tonite…We had a good rest (see Sleep Log below) and despite dilly-dallying at The Shire a bit too long, the pre-workout formula (PWF) was in full effect…The workout took forever tho, because we had to take a crap within a few minutes of starting and then we found ourselves working so hard we needed a bit more time between sets…But we got it done, including doing extra time on the all cardio stuff (twists/battle ropes/bike sprints the last three sets…The plan is to increase the extra cardio set by set until we have a whole new cardio workout, which is when you start increasing reps and time again.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0930 Saturday until 1800 Saturday…8.5 hours for the day and 49.0 hours the week, a strong finish after a slow start to the Sleep Week (SW).
Regular readers of this crap know this is the first decent Saturday Sleep Session (SSS) we’ve had since returning from vacation…In fact last Saturday we got to bed so late we slept thru workout, so it was nice to get back to normal.
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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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