A large man and I had just left our hotel rooms simultaneously. I was heading to the pool, and the shirtless obese man started down the hallway with an empty ice bucket in hand. I nodded to him, and he returned my nod with a what's up. He then asked me if I knew where he could find the ice machine. I told him it was all the way down the hallway on his left; I then watched a frown spread across his face. He said: "That's too far a walk, man. She will just have to drink her soda warm tonight." I answered: "Right on" and then told him to have a good night.
I could not believe my ears. I watched him head back to his room, and then could barely make out the screams that were coming from the room. It sounded like this: "You lazy piece of shit. I ask you for one thing and you can't come through for me. Let me see that bucket so I can put it over your fat head, donkey."
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