When I've been jolted out of sleep by the inconsiderate, incomprehensible level of noise caused by the in and out, in and out, in and out, in and holy shit out again...
As you clean the room next to me, across the hall from me and oh, I don't know, two doors down from me...
At 8:15 in the morning...
And I have to get out of bed...
And put on my clothes...
To come out into the hallway to ask,
"Can you please stop slamming the door?"
The appropriate response is NOT:
"Are you checking out today?"
4 comments:
Sounds like you are in Kittery, Maine near the gas plant. I can't remember the name of the Motel but it is between a gas plant and a 50's truck stop.
oops! Should have read your previous post! Hope you'll sleep soon.
Seriously? Was she also the front desk clerk? ;)
I WISH I was in Kittery, Maine!!
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