Sunday
Oct232005
The Dichotomy of Life
Realize my job is very boring, so while I Am the night auditor, I am also quite bored with it. So rarely do you get to hear the fascinating things of my job (and believe me, you'd get bored damned fast. But tonight plainly sucked. Scrambling around my hotel were numerous children, and thankfully not as many drunks until all hours of the night. and I swear upon all that is Applely, the phone rang at least once a minute.
However since I am typing to you at a lovely 5:24 in the morning, you figure I've had to have had some peace recently, you reason correctly.
The blazing torrent of calls, people, complaints, requests and managers bizzareness has subsided, leaving me a few hours to relax (only now have I gotten to truly do so).
What would you say I've thought about? I've brought myself to mirth over the simple fact I have 9 (count them, nine, one less than ten) rooms coming in tomorrow, giving us, my gentle readers, a total occupancy expected of, a drum roll please... *timpany* (eh, I'll take what I can get)... 11 rooms absolutely to be sold tonight. 11 is far less than the one room short of a full house tonight so I can see my weekend has followed the bell curve of life.
Ooh, speaking of that pesky curve, I'm getting to actually hit that crest, so let's keep a lookout for fun and exciting things we can do, shan't we? (karmic Disclaimer: Our deepest sorrows for those on the declining end, life is like that.)
I've not mentioned this here, and perhaps some don't know this, but I've spent many of my younger years playing that beloved stringed instrument the violin and I cannot deny, it will always have a spot in my heart, alongside Pink Floyd. That spot gets to enjoy today's (technically) performance of Mozarts Requiem, however it would have been nice had they included some Sibelius, but hell, I ain't complaining. An evening of furious frenetic actions and decisions followed close enough after by some of the best damn Funeral music in all of existance, if those aren't completely opposing forces, may I be struck down, and hopefully educated.
However since I am typing to you at a lovely 5:24 in the morning, you figure I've had to have had some peace recently, you reason correctly.
The blazing torrent of calls, people, complaints, requests and managers bizzareness has subsided, leaving me a few hours to relax (only now have I gotten to truly do so).
What would you say I've thought about? I've brought myself to mirth over the simple fact I have 9 (count them, nine, one less than ten) rooms coming in tomorrow, giving us, my gentle readers, a total occupancy expected of, a drum roll please... *timpany* (eh, I'll take what I can get)... 11 rooms absolutely to be sold tonight. 11 is far less than the one room short of a full house tonight so I can see my weekend has followed the bell curve of life.
Ooh, speaking of that pesky curve, I'm getting to actually hit that crest, so let's keep a lookout for fun and exciting things we can do, shan't we? (karmic Disclaimer: Our deepest sorrows for those on the declining end, life is like that.)
I've not mentioned this here, and perhaps some don't know this, but I've spent many of my younger years playing that beloved stringed instrument the violin and I cannot deny, it will always have a spot in my heart, alongside Pink Floyd. That spot gets to enjoy today's (technically) performance of Mozarts Requiem, however it would have been nice had they included some Sibelius, but hell, I ain't complaining. An evening of furious frenetic actions and decisions followed close enough after by some of the best damn Funeral music in all of existance, if those aren't completely opposing forces, may I be struck down, and hopefully educated.
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Chris
Chris 
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