"Housekeeping"

Last night in the hotel we had (I am NOT kidding) probably 10 interruptions within an hour of getting in our room. They were as follows:

1. Knock at the door to give us a “mineral water”.
2. Knock at the door to give us a “filtered water”.
3. Knock at the door to give us toilet paper.
4. Knock at the door to give us towels.
5. Phone call to tell us when dinner was.
6. Knock at the door to offer us beer or wine.
7. Knock at the door (mistakenly) to give us a beer that we did not order.
8. Crank call.
9. Knock at the door to ask if everything was ok.
Damn………. I can’t get to # 10. If I’d written this last night I know I would have. I can’t remember, but I’m sure there were more.

So my two thoughts on this are 1: The hotel was almost empty, and the staff is bored. 2. They were excited to have 2 white girls staying and anything they could think of to come by and be helpful, they did.

Sooooooo…………FUNNY STORY here. This morning we get a call at 8 am to tell us to come down for breakfast. Uh! We were fricking sleeping…….I’m super irritated at this point. Then a couple minutes later someone knocks on the door and I’m like, “Are you fricking kidding me?” (Outloud.) Then they keep knocking saying “housekeeping”, and my swearing continues – literally- as I get up out of bed and am swearing to the door. They keep saying “housekeeping” and I reply as I’m unlocking the door “Yeah, I know, we’re fricking sleeping!” (Ok that was a lie, I said fucking sleeping.) I open the door and here stands Joe… lol, lol, lol, lol. It’s amazing how I can go from super pissed off to laughing my ass off in a matter of seconds.

Hilaaaaaaaarious.

Love, Janelle