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Friday, July 30, 2010

knock three times - or at least once

today is friday. normally, on friday, i mow, vacuum, dust, clean the bathrooms and take a nap.
you may have already assumed (because you are brilliant)that this friday was not a normal friday.
today i had to work because there was a meeting with the board of directors. these meetings, for the most part, are very low-key and provide little in the way of news-worthy happenings. not this time. no sir-ee.
it is our general practice to visit the hotel where the board members will be staying so that there are no surprises with the quality of the rooms when our guests check in. we deliver a little gift, write a little note and we take a little tour. the hotel manager accompanied us on our tour because she held the master key. it was not yet time for the guests to check in, so we were using this master key and walking right in to the rooms.
the names and room numbers got mixed up and we delivered one of the little notes to the wrong floor. it was an honest mistake. room 221 mixed up with room 521. once we juggled notes, we set off to rectify the situation.
we approached the room. i was standing off to the side, my friend cindy lu was directly in front of the door, and the manager was to cindy's left. the magical key let us (in our innocence)right in to the room. cindy's mouth fell open. the manager's mouth fell open. i stood frozen. our board member inside the room completed her wardrobe change. you can imagine the look on her face. we fumbled over ourselves with apologies, and i, in my awkwardness, said "um here's your card. can i have the other one?" cindy continued in her apologies as we skulked back down the hall to the elevator. we were mortified, as any of you would have been. we suggested to the hotel manager that she knock before entering any other rooms, and she thanked us with a few freshly-baked cookies.
i didnt talk to that board member today. just couldnt bring myself to do it.

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