Three (3) cheers for Read Free Sunday at The Diary.
It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, April 6
Sometimes in the hotel racket you’re sold out and slow, and sometimes you have tons of availability and you’re swamped.
Tonite was the latter.
We started off trying to throw some trash out…There were three large trash bags in the back server room with shredded stuff in them, and they were in the way, so we decided to throw them out…Recall that we’ve shown this initiative before, but this time, we were unsuccessful…We loaded the bags on a luggage cart and headed out but we were foiled because there was a combination lock – exactly like the one on the back door of the restaurant – on the door leading to the two dumpsters…Crap…This was a no-go on two fronts…One, we didn’t have the combination…Two, even if we did, it was dark and we couldn’t see well enuff to have entered the combination anyway, obliging us to return everything to the back office…The Front Desk Supervisor (FDS) – working for the Assistant Front Desk Manager (AFDM) said he might be able to rustle up the combination, but we waved him off, saying we’re so blind now we couldn’t enter the numbers anyway.
The FDS left shortly thereafter and then, of course, it got busy…With Movie of the Week timing, three of the six remaining check-ins showed up and this guy with a man bun came and bought some stuff and so thoroughly enjoyed the transaction he brought his buddies for even more snacking.
One of the arrivals we didn’t have arriving…Tonite at least…She’s booked with reward club points and she advised the original reservation was for a Sunday arrival, but that she had called and changed it to today…Well, the wizard at the reward club reservation desk must’ve thought “change to today” was code for “make a completely new goddamned reservation” because they had done nothing with the original reservation – it was still for arrival Sunday – and added an additional reservation onto that…Fortunately, with 50% occupancy correcting this mistake is no problem-o…We canceled the add-on reservation and changed the dates on the original one…There was certainly no shortage of rooms.
There were four inches of snow on the new ride when we left the hotel this morning…We are not making this up…There were a couple of inches at The Shire, too, tho it’s going to be well above freezing today, so there’s no reason to move any of it.
There was more good strength in the gym tonite…There was a bit less than last time, but the weights were the same, we merely didn’t move shoulder side lateral raises and bicep hammer curls eleven times – we only moved them ten times, which is the workout, of course – but the big news is we benched 185 eleven times we are not making that up.
Cardio sets, tho, were restricted to medicine ball twists and spin bike sprints because there was this big, rather serious guy working on the cage at the far end of the gym…He had his crap spread out all over place, including his gym bag right at the base where the ropes are secured, plus had headphones on, was swearing before, during, and after his sets…We didn’t really see the point to bothering him because he probably would’ve destroyed us, making tonite’s workout academic, so – fearing a battle rope injury (BRI) – we left him alone.
There was a guy with his two kids there, a son and a daughter, the oldest about six or so…He looked harried, was dressed in civilian clothes, and generally gave the impression of someone looking to let the kids burn off some energy…We noted this and he smiled and nodded, tho noted this was not likely…For their part, the kids seemed open to the idea of burning some energy, moving from a basketball to a volleyball to a pickleball set with blinding speed…It seemed the only one getting worn out, tho, was the dad.
The Rack Your Weights sign.
The big news is that Rack Your Weights – Thank You message we put up on the whiteboard a couple of weeks back is not only still there, but the message is being headed…I am not making that up!!!…Since it’s posting, there haven’t been any plates left on bars or dumbells left lying around and all of the benches are where they should be…The gym is clean, too, and sometimes is so squared away it appears to be ready to open for the first time.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1030 Saturday until 1730 Saturday…7.0 hours for the day and 53.0 hours for the week, a satisfactory total…We could’ve executed a patented Sparrow Roll Over (SRO) for a couple of more hours, but we wanted to get into the gym…The cat sensed this, too, and came in and hopped on our back.
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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.
The Diary of a Nobody was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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