Things that slow me down and make me angry......

2009-07-08T20:15:00.000-07:00

My job is to travel, travel and travel some more. I live out of my car and hotels. Time is a very important thing for me. I like my time, I don't have much of it for myself so I want to try to enjoy it when I am fortunate enough to have some.

Today was a great day for realizing one of the many things that slow me down and make me angry... (I just linked this line to the same blog that I am writing and going to link...weird)

1. The Michael McDonald, flirtatious guy in front of me during my check-in at the hotel: Easily spotted by his horrible white hair and matching facial hair, hence, the Michael McDonald reference. I started humming "Ride Like The Wind," that horrible adult contemporary song by Christopher Cross that Michael McDonald does back-up vocals on. For a moment my mounting anger towards this, fluffy, white-haired asshole, was subsided by the thought of the lyrics to "Ride Like The Wind." Then I got angry at the damn lyrics because they sound like the plot to 90% of the Miami Vice episodes. Then being the, fair and non-judgmental, person that I am, I decided to try to believe for a second that Christopher Cross wrote those lyrics based on first hand experience. NO WAY! I was about to explode, then I realized I shouldn't waste my energy on that, there were bigger fish to fry and other things to be angry at. Luckily, I wasn't at my boiling point with my original source of anger, "The Michael McDonald Flirtatious Guy!" This guy was hitting on the townie girl at the front desk of the CATSKILL, NY, COMFORT INN. (This town has less of a population than most White Castles do at 3am in Chicago) This place is an "hourly rates" sign away from being a murder scene and he is trying to bag the front desk attendant?!?! I just wanted to get in my damn, 70's carpet furnished, hell-hole. I needed sleep. Lucky for me, this girl wasn't falling for his line about how she "looked just like the cutie with the time share down the hall from his in the Bahamas." That's another thing, why do creeps like this ALWAYS have a place in the Bahamas? I guess Jamaica is so passé. This guy is up to the mid-nineties vacation spots, Jamaica was SO '87! So she finally told him that she changed him into a "nicer" room than he had originally been assigned to and he quietly thought to himself, "YES, tomorrow, I ask her to meet me for drinks at the Applebees down the road. My wife won't find out a thing!"

When I finally went up to check-in I was gonna ask if I could get a free upgrade but then I realized that an upgrade here is like asking for seconds on your canned cranberry sauce in jail; hell, you're still in a miserable place. So I just got my room key card and walked into that damp (the creepy brown rug made my socks feel like I had just run a couple of marathons in a swamp with moon boots on), horribly lit dungeon they called Room: 214 and went straight to bed.

More to come!

-The Godfather

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Things that slow me down and make me angry......