For A Good Contact High Go To The 4th Floor


Two hockey teams were in the building. For the most part, it wasn’t a bad night. My shift started with a bombardment of rooms wanting towels, blankets, and pillows. I thought about a question that I often have when we have such a full-house; why do people always wait until midnight to realize they need…

Are The Crazy People Gone Yet?


I was asked to cover the morning shift. It wasn’t too bad, but I only had eight hours to get myself home, and into bed so I could have some sleep before going in for my usual night shift. I did get some sleep, maybe not enough, but the coffee helps. I was looking forward…

Oh, Snow You Didn’t!


The snow made work, a workout. I arrived at 11 o’clock, and there was barely a dusting, on the sidewalk. By midnight, the snow was almost up to my ankles, so I shoveled every sidewalk, and exit. As soon as I finished the first round of snow removal, the phone rang. It was a woman…

Your Smarty Pants Are Broken


A man called the hotel to book a room. I could tell he was calling from his car. His music almost canceled-out his voice, and I could hear honking. I hate talking to people while they drive. It’s not because I have any concerns about their safety. It’s because they are never prepared to give…

The Wind, The Blob, And The tiny Sausage


I received a call from one of our high-level members.“I keep hearing a lot of noise. What is it?” He asked. The building has been peaceful all night. I often walk through the halls, and during my recent walk, I never saw, or heard anything that should disturb his sleep. “I haven’t noticed anything out…