Read Free Sunday (RFS) rolls on at The Diary.
It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, February 18
There was a funny instance with a couple of guests tonite: two guys, both friendly-looking sorts in their 30s: Guy A and Guy B…They rang the bell and it turns out they wanted to purchase some goodies from the sundry stand…Yours truly was ringing it up when Guy A noted this was the first time he hadn’t seen a dog at the front desk in the day or two he’d been here.
This caused ol’ Sparrow to do something he rarely does: swear in front of a guest…Call it the instincts all the great ones have if you must, but we thought the gerund form of what is commonly known as the “F” word would get a laff…We were right:
No kidding, it’s a f*cking kennel here…I’m the only one without one!!!
It got the laff it deserved and may well end up a Line of the Year candidate.
Further hilarity ensued when we praised Guy B’s M&M ice cream sandwich “that is some primo late-nite snacking right there, sir” while gently chiding Guy A for his rather lame-o candy and soda purchase “…now I’m not saying yours isn’t good, too, sir…” while pointing at the M&M ice cream sandwich, which caused him to nod knowingly and admit it was and that he was a loser who “probably should just go back to the room and go strait to bed”.
Regular readers of this crap may – or they may not – remember Paula from a few months back…She’s the rather matronly sort who was staying here while her husband was in the hospital (they’re from the state north of here) and she was always up early to indulge in morning coffee service (MCS) and was always down for a chat…She’s back, for the same reason, and she was at the front desk this morning and she was flattered when, after only a second, we remembered her first name…She said some complications have turned up with her husband and she might need her room for two more nights…Some checking showed that wouldn’t be a problem, tho the room she’s in now is already reserved, so she would have to change rooms…We’re not sold out Sunday nite and it is possible, even probable, that Paula can move when she wakes up Sunday morning and not have to wait for a room to be cleaned.
The big news is we were back at our small-town gym (STG) tonite…We were up around 1830 or so (see Sleep Log below), much too late to get into the in-town gym (ITG) to workout because they close at 2100 – and then we have two hours to kill before the hotel – but it’s perfect for the STG…The only downside was some other oaf was using the weightroom, too…You would think this loser would have something better to do than work out on Saturday nite, but we didn’t get in each other’s way, so what the hell.
We were strong tonite, too…Shoulder side lateral raises were 25 lbs on the last set and bicep hammer curls were 30s, both just a bit less than recent PBs…The bench was down a bit, only six reps for 180 lbs, less than the eight mandated for consideration as a full set, but powerlifters to sets of six, so what the hell…Triceps on the lat pull-down cable machine were strong, too, but because it’s a new machine we’re not calling anything a PB yet…(By comparison, at the cable machine at the in-town gym (ITG) we were able to move the stack – 150 lbs – and here we only moved 100 lbs on the last set, but the ITG’s machine has more pulleys, so comparison isn’t really accurate.)
Another fly in the ointment was the curtain was lowered at mid-court in the gym, meaning we couldn’t do our length-of-the-court sprints…We didn’t let that stop us, of course, getting our sprinting in anyway, doing back-to-back sprints on the short end of the gym.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0930 Saturday until 1830 Saturday…9.0 hours for the day and an in-on-time 50.0 hours for the week…We all remember when 50-hour-weeks were very rare but it’s the norm now, of course…If fact, it’s actually a relatively low total, a full nine hours off the 59-hour record.
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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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