to write a note
to paul, the concierge at our hotel.
dear paul,
you may think that your poofy hair
makes up for the fact
that we reserved and paid for
a king-sized bed
when instead you informed us
that "someone" made a mistake
and all that you had left was a room
with two double beds.
you also may think that giving us a 50% off coupon for breakfast tomorrow
might make you less of a douche
but
unfortunately for you,
it does not.
and,
your snide comment
made with your condescending eyebrows
when i explained to you that
it was our first night alone in over 5 years
and we probably wouldn't have another night away
for 5 years from now
and that a king-sized bed
is a luxury to us,
your snotty-toned reply was
"just push your beds together then. call it a superbed."
was not appreciated.
however,
we straders know how to make lemonade
out of your lemon-esque rudeness
and decided to take your advice.
so we present to you,
the superbed.
and paul, the adventures that ensued
you can take complete credit for.
thank you for your fabulous idea
though we must admit
that we still don't like you very much.
love,
L&B
p.s. just try that insensitive tone on us again and i will karate chop you like this
right on your poofy-haired head.
{i am taking a pause from the lies that bind us series while we are on a vacation in utah for a week. but rest assured, it will be finished.}
