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Started by beagle, January 27, 2009, 09:19:23 PM

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Opsa

 :desperate:
:catroll:

Oh, it's too wonderful.

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

Nicely written, with photo-documentation, too.

Not often you get to read such delightful prose when someone is so obviously unhappy.
Sometimes, the real journey can only be taken by making a mistake.

my webpage-- alas, Cox deleted it--dead link... oh well ::)

Griffin NoName

Unable to resist posting my own favourite:


It's an exchange between a guy staying in a London hotel and the staff of the hotel. The letters were sent to The Sunday Times.



Dear Maid,

Please do not leave any more of those little bars of soap in my bathroom since I have brought my own bath-sized Imperial Leather. Please remove the six unopened little bars from the shelf under the medicine chest and another three in the shower soap dish.

They are in my way.

Thank you,

S. Berman

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Dear Room 635,

I am not your regular maid. She will be back tomorrow, Thursday, from her day off. I took the 3 hotel soaps out of the shower soap dish as you requested.

The 6 bars on your shelf I took out of your way and put on top of your Kleenex dispenser in case you should change your mind. This leaves only the 3 bars I left today.

My instructions from the management are to leave 3 soaps daily. I hope this is satisfactory.

Kathy, Relief Maid

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Dear Maid.

I hope you are my regular maid.

Apparently Kathy did not tell you about my note to her concerning the little bars of soap.

When I got back to my room this evening, found you had added 3 little Camays to the shelf under my medicine cabinet.

I am going to be here in the hotel for two weeks and have brought my own bath-size Imperial Leather, so I won't need those 6 little Camays, which are on the shelf. They are in my way when shaving, brushing teeth, etc.

Please remove them.

S. Berman

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Dear Mr. Berman,

The assistant manager, Mr. Kensedder, informed me this morning that you called him last evening and said you were unhappy with your maid service.

I have assigned a new girl to your room. I hope you will accept my apologies for any past inconvenience. If you have any future complaints, please contact me so I can give it my personal attention, Call extension 1108 between 8AM and 5PM.

Thank you.

Elaine Carmen, Housekeeper.

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Dear Miss Carmen,

It is impossible to contact you by phone since I leave the hotel for business at 7:45 AM and don't get back before 5:30 or 6PM. That's the reason I called Mr. Kensedder last night. You were already off duty.

I only asked Mr. Kensedder if he could do anything about those little bars of soap. The new maid you assigned me must have thought I was a new check in today, since she left another 3 bars of hotel soap in my medicine cabinet, along with her regular delivery of 3 bars on the Bathroom shelf.

In just 5 days here I have accumulated 24 little bars of soap.

Why are you doing this to me?

S. Berman

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Dear Mr. Berman,

Your maid, Kathy, has been instructed to stop delivering soap to your room and remove the extra soaps. If I can be of further assistance, please call extension 1108 between 8 AM and 5PM.

Thank you,

Elaine Carmen, Housekeeper.

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Dear Mr. Kensedder,

My bath-size Imperial Leather is missing. Every bar of soap was taken from my room, including my own bath-size Imperial Leather. I came in late last night and had to call the bellhop to bring me 4 little Cashmere Bouquets.

S. Berman.

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Dear Mr. Berman,

I have informed our housekeeper, Elaine Carmen, of your soap problem.

I cannot understand why there was no soap in your room since our maids are instructed to leave 3 bars of soap each time they service a room.

The situation will be rectified immediately.

Please accept my apologies for the inconvenience.

Martin L. Kensedder, Assistant Manager.

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Dear Mrs. Carmen,

Who the hell left 54 little bars of Camay in my room?

I came in last night and found 54 little bars of soap. I don't want 54 little bars of Camay. I want my one damn bar of bath-size Imperial Leather.

Do you realise I have 54 bars of soap in here?

All I want is my bath-size Imperial Leather.

Please give me back my bath-size Imperial Leather.

S. Berman.

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Dear Mr. Berman,

You complained of too much soap in your room, so I had them removed.

Then you complained to Mr. Kensedder that all your soap was missing, so I personally returned them. The 24 Camays which had been taken and the 3 Camays you are supposed to receive daily.

I don't know anything about the 4 Cashmere Bouquets.

Obviously your maid, Kathy, did not know I had returned your soaps, so she also brought 24 Camays plus the 3 daily Camays.

I don't know where you got the idea this hotel issues bath-size Imperial Leather.

However, I was able to locate some bath-size Ivory, which I left in your room.

Elaine Carmen, Housekeeper.

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Dear Mrs. Carmen,

Just a short note to bring you up-to-date on my latest soap inventory.

As of today I possess:

On the shelf under the medicine cabinet, 18 Camay in 4 stacks of 4 and 1 stack of 2. On the Kleenex dispenser, 11 Camay in 2 stacks of 4 and 1 stack of 3.

On the bedroom dresser, 1 stack of 3 Cashmere Bouquet, 1 stack of 4 hotel-size Ivory, and 8 Camay in 2 stacks of 4.

Inside the medicine cabinet, 14 Camay in 3 stacks of 4 and 1 stack of 2.

In the shower soap dish, 6 Camay, very moist.

On the northeast corner of the tub, 1 Cashmere Bouquet, slightly used.

On the northwest corner of the tub, 6 Camays in 2 stacks of 3.

Please ask Kathy when she services my room to make sure the stacks are neatly piled and dusted.

Also, please advise her that stacks of more than 4 have a tendency to tip over.

May I suggest that my bedroom window sill is not in use and will make an excellent spot for future soap deliveries.

One more item, I have purchased another bar of bath-size Imperial Leather which I am keeping in the hotel vault in order to avoid further misunderstandings.

S. Berman

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Darlica

Hilarious but in the same time sad.

"Kafka was a social realist" -Lindorm out of context

"You think education is expensive, try ignorance" -Anonymous

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

LOL!

That reminds me of a short story comprised entirely of a series of letters and telegrams (remember those?) between various parties.

The chief culpreit in the story was that several communication systems had been "computerized" but poorly (the story was written in the 60's or so, and in those days, "computerized" often meant shortening names of things to fit in the limited space early computers could deal with).

At one point, the victim in the story had purchased "Kidnapped" by Robert Louis Stephenson.   As the story of woe unfolds, the man is eventually accused of "kidnapping" and murdering one, "Stephenson, Robert Louis.  Deceased."

I'll see if I can locate it somewhere and post a link.

Sometimes, the real journey can only be taken by making a mistake.

my webpage-- alas, Cox deleted it--dead link... oh well ::)

beagle

There's a really funny short book by Matt Beaumont called "e" which is the inside story of a fictitious London advertising agency as it pitches for a big account, written entirely in emails. Definitely one of the funniest things I've read. For some reason it didn't seem to take off in the States (It's a few years old, when writing a whole book in emails was a new idea).


The angels have the phone box




Sibling Chatty

The soap story reminds me of the time I worked on the Rose Parade. (For the Rose Bowl. American Football Crap.)

Our assigned hotel was quite nice, with the proviso, of course, that we be out of the room and into the "bunker" by 2 days before the parade. Well, time got so precious, using all flowers/organic stuff/SUPPOSEDLY as much fresh as possible, that... fine.

OK, for the planning week, we were in a lovely hotel that continued to stock us shampoo, lotion, et al...in abundance. (There were two of us in a room that was to have held four, but two of our party were staying elsewhere.) Evidently, because we used EVERY TOWEL they brought, they assumed that we bathed and washed our hair 2-3 times a day, or something.

Within 3 days, you couldn't see the countertop in the bath for the little bottles. I left a note in English and bad Spanish asking them to stop. Quantities doubled. Bath gel, bath salts, shampoo, conditioner, lotion...you name it, ALL at least 8 at a time. I started carrying a duffle full to the "stalls" where we worked every day. I dropped by the desk and left a note for housekeeping. Still more.

By the time we hit the bunker, we had bath supplies and shampoo for all 100 people in our group. The last work day, we ALL used those toiletries, and our float got several remarks at judging about the lovely fragrance...which was the particular scent of the hotel toiletries. As a group, we smelled so clean, but alike that people were tracking us as we crossed streets.

I also developed a permanent inability to tolerate the scent of Marriott toiletries.

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Griffin NoName


I'm having a clear out. Anyone want loads of those small items Chatty just mentioned?   :ROFL:
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One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand