A light, airy, effervescent, blog of grave consequence. (NOT!) Dedicated to those of us who must respond to negative stimuli by Chernobyling (entombing in concrete) our innermost thoughts.

Location: Slaughter, Louisiana, United States

A semi-gruntled corporate reliability engineer trying to make ends meet while keeping my wife happy, and myself out of the asylum.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

What the hell is wrong with these people?

I was listening to a couple refugees complain about the hotel. They said they heard from one other resident that he had had something stolen from his hotel room.

Well, DUH.

Every time I venture into the hallway there are atleast 50% of the rooms in this hotel with the doors propped open. These people are flipping that little haspy thing that's supposed to act like a door chain into the door jamb and allowing the door to rest against it. I guess that there's something in the water near New Orleans (heh. Sorry about that one...) that prevents people from realizing that locking your doors is not only appropriate, it's just about required in a freaking hotel.


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