I love my job; the fact that I can hear a pin drop all day excites me. I'm not in a "mood" or anything, but I've never been in a hotel where people are supposed to be hospitable to where they are the exact opposite.
Why is the symbol of hospitality a Pineapple when at my place it should be a piece of raw pork rind.
Thank God for the iPod. It's my closest form of human interaction throughout my day. Sad aint it? It typically would be if this was a normal hotel with normal hospitable people, but this just isn't the case. It's always 5pm somewhere, right?!
On to some Of Montreal to get me in a dancing mood. Barbiri anyone?
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