I have noticed some things the last few days while living in the Best Western here in Richmond Hills, GA. It seems that normal habits from every day guests don't jive with me . hahaha Here is a short list.
When waiting on an elevator and the door opens, I always for some reason seem to wait for passengers in the elevator to exit before I try to enter. Everyone waiting for the elevator seems to think I'm just in there to ride it up and down all day. 3 times , I have tried to exit the elevator when either 16 kids , mom and dad, and granny try to wedge me in the back corner, so I can't escape. Yesterday it was 2 large heffers with 3 bags of cookies and chips who looked at me like I had a booger hanging out of my nose when I tried to get out before they came rushing at me like two Green Bay defensive line men.
Ok, this is only the second and last one I will mention. It seems that folks think that I am just the guy who is making sure the waffle iron doesn't explode whil other folks are using it. They see me standing there, because I know I'm not invisiable, I've looked in the mirror. So, what do I do? I stand a little closer the next morning. After turning my back twice only to see someone commendere the waffle iron right before my eyes, I decided I'd had it. So, this morning I had a plan. I was walking straight to the waffle iron and would push my way right in there. That was a no go, because grandma and grandpa were right there looking very hungry. So, I waited. I've got a plan for in the morning. I'm goin down the road to the cafe for breakfast. That'll show em. hahaha
When waiting on an elevator and the door opens, I always for some reason seem to wait for passengers in the elevator to exit before I try to enter. Everyone waiting for the elevator seems to think I'm just in there to ride it up and down all day. 3 times , I have tried to exit the elevator when either 16 kids , mom and dad, and granny try to wedge me in the back corner, so I can't escape. Yesterday it was 2 large heffers with 3 bags of cookies and chips who looked at me like I had a booger hanging out of my nose when I tried to get out before they came rushing at me like two Green Bay defensive line men.
Ok, this is only the second and last one I will mention. It seems that folks think that I am just the guy who is making sure the waffle iron doesn't explode whil other folks are using it. They see me standing there, because I know I'm not invisiable, I've looked in the mirror. So, what do I do? I stand a little closer the next morning. After turning my back twice only to see someone commendere the waffle iron right before my eyes, I decided I'd had it. So, this morning I had a plan. I was walking straight to the waffle iron and would push my way right in there. That was a no go, because grandma and grandpa were right there looking very hungry. So, I waited. I've got a plan for in the morning. I'm goin down the road to the cafe for breakfast. That'll show em. hahaha
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