a day in the life...
Sep. 10th, 2005 04:20 amThere are drunk people in my lobby.
I resent their presence; I never understand why people feel the need to let themselves go so far. I've been drunk once; it isn't fun, so why??? A good buzz or even a little tipsy I can understand, but this...
The man's reeling; couldn't see the milk jug in front of his face. Walked in here with a cup of beer.
The woman has a set of headphones glued to her ears blaring rap music so loud that I can hear it clearly from all the way over here, bopping like she's cool, just like when they came up asking for a wake-up call last night. Maybe the man's been listening to them between then and now. Maybe he was struk deaf; you have to repeat anything you say to him.
Christ, I hope neither of them puke.
Woman's got the man sitting and eating (oh, good, I don't have to worry about him falling down anymore). She's getting herself toast. Coffee for both (thank god).
An elderly couple just came in, they're eating, but they plainly find the company distasteful, particularly the lady... Or maybe our doughnuts and coffee isn't good enough for them. (We get people like that now and then. Come in here thinking it's the Palmer House Hilton or something. There've actually been folk who thought we were going to move their luggage for them, lazy uppity buggers. No such service for $40 a room. Don't shoot the messenger.)
The drunks are gone. Elderly couple following... *sigh*
Sometimes I just don't like people.
I resent their presence; I never understand why people feel the need to let themselves go so far. I've been drunk once; it isn't fun, so why??? A good buzz or even a little tipsy I can understand, but this...
The man's reeling; couldn't see the milk jug in front of his face. Walked in here with a cup of beer.
The woman has a set of headphones glued to her ears blaring rap music so loud that I can hear it clearly from all the way over here, bopping like she's cool, just like when they came up asking for a wake-up call last night. Maybe the man's been listening to them between then and now. Maybe he was struk deaf; you have to repeat anything you say to him.
Christ, I hope neither of them puke.
Woman's got the man sitting and eating (oh, good, I don't have to worry about him falling down anymore). She's getting herself toast. Coffee for both (thank god).
An elderly couple just came in, they're eating, but they plainly find the company distasteful, particularly the lady... Or maybe our doughnuts and coffee isn't good enough for them. (We get people like that now and then. Come in here thinking it's the Palmer House Hilton or something. There've actually been folk who thought we were going to move their luggage for them, lazy uppity buggers. No such service for $40 a room. Don't shoot the messenger.)
The drunks are gone. Elderly couple following... *sigh*
Sometimes I just don't like people.