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So, most people know the weather in Denver this week was just wonderful...but for those who don't really get snow in their area, let me give you some quick insight to what happens in places that do:
There is nothing in this world that single-handedly removes the aspect of concious thought from an individual as much as the presence of snow does. It manifests in numerous ways, such as the asshat that drives 90 MPH down the icy road only to bite it about 500 feet later into a solid, concrete wall. However, I work in a hotel, one of those Idiot Hubs that jackoffs seem to gravitate to at an alarming degree, and nothing makes me more miserable than bad weather.
To make it worse, my car doesn't have 4WD, so it was stuck in the parking garage for a couple days, and I had to basically live in the hotel with these people, so I should've known I was farked right away. All of the following happened, not necessarily in this order:
1) Sir, what do you want us to do? This one comes up to me on the first night, when the blizzard is at its worst. We'd already clocked the wind speed on the roof at about 70 MPH, the snow was coming down, the airport and all major highways were closed, and the Governer declared a state of emergency. I should've known that not much later, this idiot would detain me in the lobby and start screaming about how it's the hotel's fault he can't leave, and that we're keeping him here against his will. I'm patient to a degree, but a vicious part of me had control at the moment, and I told him we could easily pull his car from valet for him if he wished to drive. He seemed to balk at the idea of going outside just about then, and left me alone.
2) Yes maam, it's December. This one happened to the Engineers: woman calls them and says her room is freezing, turning the thermometer up does nothing and the room keeps getting colder! The engineers reach the room and the idiot has the damn windows open! They explain to her 5 times that leaving the window open will radically change the room temperature, especially in blizzard weather. Finally she relents and closes the window.
30 minutes later, she calls back because her room is too hot...
3) Allow me to call my good friend The Detective... A perk at our hotel is that our director knows a lot of police officers, and one of them was at the hotel that night pulling in some off duty hours. Now, I understand, you're stuck at a hotel, you want to go home, etc, etc, but that is not a license to get so drunk you can't see your hand in front of your own face. Don't argue with me, I'll call my friend the good Detective. And we will kill you...
Those were the worst of them, but it was a trial with one SC after another. Kill me....
There is nothing in this world that single-handedly removes the aspect of concious thought from an individual as much as the presence of snow does. It manifests in numerous ways, such as the asshat that drives 90 MPH down the icy road only to bite it about 500 feet later into a solid, concrete wall. However, I work in a hotel, one of those Idiot Hubs that jackoffs seem to gravitate to at an alarming degree, and nothing makes me more miserable than bad weather.
To make it worse, my car doesn't have 4WD, so it was stuck in the parking garage for a couple days, and I had to basically live in the hotel with these people, so I should've known I was farked right away. All of the following happened, not necessarily in this order:
1) Sir, what do you want us to do? This one comes up to me on the first night, when the blizzard is at its worst. We'd already clocked the wind speed on the roof at about 70 MPH, the snow was coming down, the airport and all major highways were closed, and the Governer declared a state of emergency. I should've known that not much later, this idiot would detain me in the lobby and start screaming about how it's the hotel's fault he can't leave, and that we're keeping him here against his will. I'm patient to a degree, but a vicious part of me had control at the moment, and I told him we could easily pull his car from valet for him if he wished to drive. He seemed to balk at the idea of going outside just about then, and left me alone.
2) Yes maam, it's December. This one happened to the Engineers: woman calls them and says her room is freezing, turning the thermometer up does nothing and the room keeps getting colder! The engineers reach the room and the idiot has the damn windows open! They explain to her 5 times that leaving the window open will radically change the room temperature, especially in blizzard weather. Finally she relents and closes the window.
30 minutes later, she calls back because her room is too hot...
3) Allow me to call my good friend The Detective... A perk at our hotel is that our director knows a lot of police officers, and one of them was at the hotel that night pulling in some off duty hours. Now, I understand, you're stuck at a hotel, you want to go home, etc, etc, but that is not a license to get so drunk you can't see your hand in front of your own face. Don't argue with me, I'll call my friend the good Detective. And we will kill you...
Those were the worst of them, but it was a trial with one SC after another. Kill me....
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