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It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, March 2
The big news is it was warm enuff to wear The Shearling into work tonite…Recall we bought it – at a nice Black Friday discount – from Brooks Brothers because 1) it was love at first sight and, 2) Brooks Brothers is Quality with a capital Q…It’s only the second time we can recall wearing because it is not the most functional winter coat there is, but spring is coming and it should a lot of use then.
We could’ve used the shearling when we reported for duty at the hotel, where the thermostat said it was a brisk 62° at the front desk…Good gravy, this makes it consecutive weeks when we’ve relived the Assitant Front Desk Manager (AFDM) with the temperature only slightly warmer than it is outside…We pointed this out to him and he took immediate action: he checked the thermostat, all but gasped in horror when it showed it was set to “Cool” as if he hadn’t set it there himself…(It was rather warm today, almost 60°, so it is somewhat understandable.)…The AFDM immediately set it to “Heat” and moved the setting from 44° to 68°, an admirable display of leadership.
Soon enuff 159 came up and requested five hangars and a humidifier…The AFDM has manager stuff to do so we caught the squeal, immediately announcing we’d take care of it…The only question was where we’d find five hangars, but the Housekeeping office was a good place to start and BOOM there were a dozen or so hanging there…The only fly in the ointment was humidifiers are kept in the storage room behind guest laundry (there’s a chute there going down to the laundry room there, too) and it was too early to an Official Hotel Walk Thru (OHWT), but otherwise it was mission accomplished.
Despite these challenges, we managed to have registration cards processed before the hour was out…After that, tho, we were running slow all nite…Not only were we slow, but we were dawdling and our dawdling was slower then usual and we weren’t back from walking the hotel until almost 0230, a lousy time.
(Recall our Friday nap (FN) wasn’t all that long tho, in the Upset of the Year, we’re not really complaining about that because regular readers of this crap know we’ve been getting to sleep later than usual on Saturdays lately and have missed workout and we wanted to be good and tired when we turned in Saturday morning.)
The hotel was sold out last nite, too, but no one got their sold out bonus (SOB) because the new gal W and the Front Desk Supervisor (FDS; there to supervise end-of-month proceedings) forgot to check in the remaining arrivals…These show up as no-shows on the report, so instead of 117 sold out, the report only showed 114.
In news from the Sundry Stand Dry Goods Desk (SSDGD), the AFDM reported we are no longer carrying those 10-packs of aspirin and what not, in favor of the 2-packs that generally move a bit better…The AFDM said the AGM told to stop buying the 10-packs because the guest probably only wants two to begin with…The AFDM also said he’s getting a deal on the 2-packs from an office supply chain, who offer them for 32 cents apiece, more than half as much as those thieves at that medical supply outfit charge…We charge $2.50 for them, so there’s an admirable profit there.
Then this total ditz wanders in…She makes some sort of noise because that’s more convenient than reaching out and ringing the bell and we go out and she even looks ditzy and asks for a room…Our tone is pleasant and tinged with regret:
– I’m sorry, we’re sold out…
As noted, she looked ditzy, so the following wasn’t a complete surprise:
– You’re sold out???
– I’m sorry, yes.
– Nothing???
We frowned and shook our head…You would think this would be the end of it…It wasn’t.
– Completely???
– I’m afraid so.
– Totally???
Oh, Jesus H…We wanted to throttle her.
– I’m sorry…Sold out means sold out…We have nothing.
That finally got rid of her, probably because she was out of witty comebacks.
The big news – and it’s huge – is that the sundry stand is all but out of water!!!…I am not making that up…We weren’t too surprised to see the bottom level of the refrigerator empty because no one can be bothered to stock it while I’m gone, but it was a shock to find zero cases behind the door to the back office…This left only five bottles available for purchase, hardly enuff to last to mid-morning not to mention a whole day during ski season…Hopefully, someone will go buy some today.
There was wonderful strength in the gym tonite…Following a solid rest (see Sleep Log below) we there about 1915, about as late as we can get there under the new schedule…In fact, we were late enuff that instead of doing three sets per body apart, we dispensed with the first, light set and only did the medium and heavy sets…Plus cardio: medicine ball twists, battle ropes, and sprints…Which were sprints in name only because we’re pretty slow.
Anyway, the heavy sets were very strong…Ten reps were easy – they should be failure – and we strong enuff that we are going to up them next time, just to see what we’ve got…We haven’t done a max weight workout in a while, but we’re going in with the attitude that moving the extra weight will be there for the taking…This is one of the keys to success: you must expect to succeed; make failure – and not accomplishment – the surprise.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1030 Saturday until 1830 Saturday…8.0 hours for the day and 46.5 hours for the week, a substandard total, but still not completely unworkable.
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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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