"I know where
I'M sleeping tonight!"
he passes by
pushing a
hotel
luggage cart.
stupidly
I ask him
to repeat it.
"I SAID,
I know where
I'M sleeping tonight!"
and at that
I look back
down
to my book
because
i work here
and that sort of
dull comment
should not be
rewarded
with
eye contact.
I know,
too.
Moron.
I gave you
the keys
to the
room.
our interaction
is over, so
move
along.
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