Meaning I have not just a hotel full of drunken oil field workers that I always have, but also a hotel full of angry, self-entitled parents.
Why are they angry? I don't know.
Maybe their kids were art majors.
In any case, a woman just came down asking for a couple of extra blankets. As I have learned from brutal experience, people always mean the thick blankets, not sheets or comforters (which were blankets when I was a kid, yeesh). I checked housekeeping and, no surprise, we have given all our blankets AND comforters away, and most of the sheets to boot. I grabbed one of the remaining sets of sheets and brought it to the front.
I apologized that we had given them all away, and offered her the sheets instead. She made a face and said, "I HAVE sheets! I need BLANKETS! It's for the couch, it's too cold!"
I told her, "There are no blankets."
She huffed and walked off before I could even recommend she check the closet or under the television (where we store a spare in each room).
What exactly did she expect?
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll go take one off another guest RIGHT NOW!"
or maybe:
"Oh, you know what? I actually brought my crochet hook with me this evening. Let me just make you one real quick."
-Wednesday
