Sam is in Houston all week on business. He goes to Houston a LOT and always stays at The Magnolia, which apparently is nice enough with an adequate quantity of free shampoos, not overpriced and not too far from his office downtown. Sam also says it’s convenient to the county’s criminal courts, where he spends most days before work watching the local scumbags get convicted and sentenced ... like “Law and Order” without commercials. Actually, everything in Houston would be swell except for one thing: THE MAGNOLIA CAN’T FIGURE OUT WHEN TO CLEAN SAM’S ROOM.
Sam’s check-in instructions to the front desk are always the same: NO MAID SERVICE UNTIL AFTER HE LEAVES FOR WORK AT 2:30 IN THE AFTERNOON. But nobody bothers to tell housekeeping, because the maids either knock and let themselves in while Sam is still asleep or they don’t bother to show up at all. He never knows if he’ll get back to his room at midnight and find an unmade bed and wet towels on the bathroom floor.
Bottom line, Sam needs to spend more time at home. I make the bed every day and you’ll NEVER find wet towels on my bathroom floor. And on request I’ll even dress up like FiFi the maid as long as I don’t have to wear fishnet hose. (They itch like hell.)
No comments:
Post a Comment