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Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, January 24
Busy again tonite…There were 33 arrivals when I left Saturday morning and Amy reported we ended up with over 50 arrivals so we ended up with 90 rooms and about $15K in room revenue, both the highest we’ve seen since fall when half the state was on fire and we were packed with firefighters.
There were three arrivals waiting for me when I reported for duty and two of them had the good sense to come in fairly quickly, but the other was a no-show…He was a driver for a soda company and them not showing up is never a bulletin…For the record, these are checked in and billed, and it’s a multiple nite stay and he might well show up later Sunday.
I made a $2 gratuity tonite…About 2330 246 called inquiring about the availability of a couple of extra towels…He then proceeded to give a detailed explanation as to why he needed more towels – they’d gone to the hot springs – tho it should be noted most nite auditors don’t really want to know why you require towel replenishment…He noted I could bring them up or he could come down and get them.
Well, despite the fact I like to whine about having to work, there is no reason to make a guest walk to the front desk here, and I told him it would be a pleasure to deliver them…This is true enough, but as a practical matter it wasn’t known if there were towels at the front desk and if there weren’t yours truly would be obliged to leave the front desk anyway…As it was, there were towels at the front desk, so I hustled them up and was met by a guy who two singles for me.
The big news is ol Sparrow proved his value to the company by breaking both a rack in the sundry stand refrigerator AND the back office computer.
The rack in the sundry stand came first…I was replenishing the second rack down – which holds the sodas – when it broke and it should be noted it’s been missing a support for a while, so the whole thing falling down was hardly a bulletin.
This was a pain in the neck…First, the sodas had to be taken off the broken rack – I went and got a cart from the restaurant for this evolution, in case they needed to be transported to the back – but I was able to move around some stuff so most of the sodas were able to remain for sale and it will not be a bulletin to regular readers of this crap that yours truly did not even bother with trying to put the rack in because those are skills I simply do not have.
The broken back office computer followed shortly thereafter…I was doing something or another when what I was doing froze and remained frozen for ten minutes…Well, even ol’ Sparrow can spot the trend here, so I pressed control-alt-delete a couple of times and a task box presented itself and then BOOM it started rebooting on its own and some writing on the screen told me to hang tight and DO NOT turn off the computer…So, of course, I turned it off, but only after 15 minutes of this nonsense because, again spotting the trend, it didn’t seem like it was going to start restarting anytime soon.
Turning it off and turning it back on again helped not at all…A dark blue screen appeared with a moving circle at the bottom and an hour or so later I told Tammy what’d happened and she decided to turn it off again and leave it off for a while.
More good strength in the gym…As planned, I dropped the bench press down ten pounds to 190…Recall I was doing 180 more than ten times, but I could only move 200 six times, which is the workout for some, but ten is what we’re looking for and I am pleased to report 190 was moved eight times, which is a good base to work from…The cable shoulder press was strong, too, and we are going to up that Tuesday morning, and 90 pounds was the last set of the barbell bicep curl, but I can’t remember if that was the weight last time out or not.
I blew off the post-workout soak because, once again, changing in and out of swim trunks was more work than ol’ Sparrow was willing to put into his leisure hours…The plan was to go to the 50s diner for breakfast, but I couldn’t even be bothered to do that…I don’t know why, I was looking forward to it all morning, but I drove past it downtown without a second glance.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1600 Sunday until 2130 Sunday…5.5 hours for the week, a rotten start to the sleep week.
Neither the cat nor I are entirely certain who to blame here…I first went down about 1300 or so but nothing doing…Perhaps coming off a strong 48-hour sleep week was the culprit or, perhaps, blowing off the soak was the problem…Recall I did that last week – I forget the day – and had the same trouble falling asleep so perhaps we should make a point to always get our soak in.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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