Category: Guests
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Happy Birthday
Birthdays are the epitomy of strange days, in their way. When you are a kid, they are the one day guaranteed to be filled with wonder and delight and me-only attention. Unless you are a kid in a large blended family, and mostly your birthday gets remembered at the last minute, say at dinner when…
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Look at Them
“There’s a couple for you. Look at them!” laughed one of the assistant managers. “Ha! Yeah, right. I’d say they’re…” kidded the other, but he stopped when he saw me watching them. The married one of the two looked around to see who else was listening, then dipped his head and mumbled something else about…
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What I Didn’t Post Today
At 9 a.m. Saturday morning, I was going to write my Sunday post about how terrible I felt. How sad, how homesick, how blah, blah, blah. At 11 a.m. Saturday morning, I was going to write my Sunday post about how much progress I had made on my hurricane preparedness, having bought some water and…
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Sure, Put Your Feet Up!
Whining rant alert: Why does the occasional guy wearing obviously expensive, some-kind-of-skin boots feel it is absolutely appropriate to stretch out and prop their feet up in a booth? I have seen this done more than a few times. What is it with seated guests reaching out and poking my arm when I walk by…
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Today was That Day
Sometimes, you know your new job is a bad fit right from the start. By day three, the voice you try so hard to ignore is saying, “Yeah, this is not for you.” Or worse, you are already crossing off calendar days in anticipation of getting through the next 11 months and 27 days so…
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My Peeps
At first, it was just a group of four gentlemen in suits. “We have a private party in one of your rooms,” said one. “The others are on their way. They will be here in five minutes or so,” said another. I considered their neatly combed hair, and very much noticed their subdued red and…
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Noted With Incredulity
A guest swatted me on my behind with a menu tonight. I had shown the party of five to their table and handed out menus. One gentleman laughed and said, “Hey sweetheart, I want to order from the lunch menu, instead!” This wasn’t a particularly funny or witty comment, but he intended it as such,…
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Why? Seriously, Why?
I drink cheap wine. I would like to drink better wine. Hell, I would like to drink incredible wine. I drink cheap wine because that’s what I can afford, and sometimes, as is the case with a Sauvignon Blanc from New Zealand, I actually prefer it (the hint of grapefruit makes it a favorite). I…
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Kiss, Kiss…Love Ya!
He was older. So was she. Not elderly. Rather, simply past middle age. His gray hair fell in soft waves around his collar. Her auburn hair looked almost natural, both in its color and curls. He was tall. So was she. But she was also wearing three-inch patent leather high heels that matched her dress.…
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D.C. vs. Here
D.C.: Business casual during the week, including collared golf shirts and khakis for men, and slightly more cute, conservative tops for the women in their khakis–skirts or pants. Here: Interesting casual all the time, including flip flops on men wearing khakis and flowing linen shirts, and women wearing tops plunging way past there. To work?…