Saturday, March 31, 2012

Grouch Alert!!!

I got a call from my friend David last night and we talked until probably around 12:30. That was okay because I've been getting TONS of sleep and I didn't have to get up this morning until 8:00 (to be at work at 9:00). After I hung up from talking with David, I read a couple of chapters of Emma and then turned out the lights around 1:00. I did not, however, go to sleep.

Whoever is above me came home around 1:00 and DID NOT STOP STOMPING AROUND UNTIL AFTER 2:00. Then -- his alarm went off at 6:45 and he RESUMED STOMPING. So -- I slept from a little after 2:00 until 6:45 instead of from 1:00 to 8:00. Sigh. He walks more in one day in that hotel room than I walk in two weeks in mine. WHAT is there to do in a hotel room? WHAT???

Sigh.

The next time I come here I am not staying if they have to put me on the first floor. Period. Two weeks of interrupted sleep while you're on a business trip is NO FUN. I just keep hoping the guy'll check out. So far, no dice.

(If you were a hotel, wouldn't you put women on the upper floors? For safety reasons, if nothing else? This hotel is set up kind of like apartments -- with outside doors. My room is on the first floor in the BACK of a building, so bad guys could jump out and get me and no one would see. I mean, I don't really worry, but you'd think a hotel might monitor things like that. Also -- last night was my 23rd night in this place during the first three months of the year. Don't you think they should, I dunno, treat me a little bit special? They definitely do NOT. Like today -- I left the hotel around 8:15 and got back about 2:30 and my room was not made up. And now it won't be, because I'm too tired to have someone come in here and mess around. I don't know what I sound like when I'm on the second floor, but I tiptoe. Literally. I do not want to disturb anybody. Plus -- I hardly ever walk in my room. Bed, bathroom, bed. That's about it.)

Grumble, grumble.

I'm going to take a nap (which will mean I'm up late tonight, but I don't care -- I'm exhausted -- and cranky).

More later...

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