Friends, today’s Diary entry is on the house.
It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Thursday, April 23
A Temporary Addition
The big news at the hotel was that there was new key on the #1 keys…I am not making that up…Usually there’s a master fob, plus a hard #2 key and a restaurant key, but tonite there was a bonus key (BK)…It was long, like a safe-deposit box key, but it was rounder, and, offhand, we had some zero clue what it opened…Maintenance Chief Brian was still there, we asked him and, of course, he knew right off: it was the (an?) elevator key, which was on a front desk key ring because some contractor was here working on the elevator and needed other keys as well, because Brian couldn’t spend his entire goddamned day escorting him all over the goddamned place…Brian asked for the key back, so we gave it to him, of course, because we have some zero clue how to use it.
Bon Appetite
Robert and Brian also left us some pizza…From the restaurant, so it was pretty good…It was pepperoni, but with a sweet taste to it, too, that we didn’t seem to recall the restaurant’s pizza ever having before.
– Hey, Roberto, this has a sweet taste to it…What’s up with that??
– Oh, I put some honey on it…
We nodded authoritatively, as if we were Mr Pizza.
– Look, you’re Jamaican and Chinese…Which ass was this pulled out of???
Robert laffed, commensurate with his easy-going personality, and said he wasn’t entirely sure.
Sparrow Plays Butler
There is a sign on the microwave, a pretty large one, advising people to take their dirty dishes back to the restaurant, and not to leave them in the back office…Someone – there are no suspects – violated that today, and their meal included some sort of sauce that hadn’t gotten better smelling with age.
Well, we hate to sound like a spoiled brat, and we’re certainly not a back office lawyer, but we’re entitled to a workspace that doesn’t smell like old food…Equally annoying was yours truly having to take the plates back to the kitchen…And sometimes we don’t…Sometimes we’ll wash the offending sauce bowls and put them back on top of the microwave, which eliminates the offending odor and asserts our point that we’re not butlers, take your own dishes back goddammit…But it was easier to take them back.
Running The Numbers
Occupancy is low (about one-third tonite), but the big news is revenue is actually up over April 2025…I am not making that up…Room revenue is up about 65K, tho occupancy is down about 300 or so rooms, which means guests are taking it in the shorts ratewise…And we are at the point where weekday occupancy is actually higher than weekend occupancy…Needless to say, this is because no one visits on off-season weekends, but we are still doing our usual good tradesman business: delivery drivers, construction and road workers, and the like.
Schedule Update
Pierro continues to work the nite audit at Hotel B next door, and he came by around 0600 to steal some coffee filters…Later, he came and relieved me here, something he does multiple times per week…Good gravy, that is a lot work…Well, more accurately, it’s a lot of time on the clock…Longtime readers of this crap may – or they may not – remember we did the audit at Hotel B years ago and it takes all of 20 minutes, and Pierro may well be breaking out the cot and catching some zzzzzs there.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log:
1030 Saturday until 1630 Saturday…6.0 hours for the day – solid if unspectacular – and 53.0 hours for the week, a good week in the sack.
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