Dear Moron in the Annapolis Doubletree Lobby,
Let me introduce myself. Last Friday night, this happened:
Guy in Lobby on Cell Phone: ::attempting to whisper:: There are loud drunk people here.
What I Thought: Where?
What I Said (in a stage whisper): Shhhh…we’re the loud drunk people!
My Analysis
Where to begin…let’s address “loud.”A hotel lobby after midnight is empty and quiet. So in comparison…everything seems loud.
And since I could hear you whispering, you were being loud.
Next, let’s address “drunk.” I heard your little comment, so obviously I was coherent. Perhaps the fact that you thought you were whispering means you, sir, were the Drunky McDrunk.
Clinging to Kiefer didn’t mean I couldn’t walk. I was clinging to his arm because I was freezing my tushie off, and I was trying to absorb all of the heat from his body. (My super power is sucking heat from others.)
And as for my response of “Shhhh…we’re the loud drunk people,” it’s called a “stage whisper” because you want people to hear what you’re saying.
Boo-Yah!
Not Sincerely,
Thoughts
PS: You almost ruined my Doubletree cookie with your nonsense. Almost.
May 20th, 2011 at 8:38 am
That was kind of dumb on his part, because if you were drunk, and he offended you, there’s no telling what kind of physical injuries you might have inflicted. Plus, you were in Anapolis. That’s home to the U.S. Naval Academy. You might have been tried how to kill people, for all he knew. Dumb. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb.
May 20th, 2011 at 11:19 am
I misspelled “Annapolis.” If I have offended anyone, I’m sorry. I might also have misspelled “misspelled.” I can never remember whether it’s one “s” or two. I think it’s two. If I have offended anyone, I’m sorry.
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:31 am
No offense taken. If you ever misspell “dessert,” you’re in big trouble.
May 20th, 2011 at 9:27 am
I will keep this post in mind so that my friends and I don’t end up in someone’s blog post on Sunday after our Saturday night stay at the Hyatt in Boston. Since we will be attending the historic Red Sox v. Cubs series (Cubs first time in Fenway since 1918), I suspect we may become blog fodder.
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:32 am
Oooo…have fun in Boston!
May 20th, 2011 at 10:16 am
Ha ha.. i wanna say that!!! I see Drunk People!!!
May 20th, 2011 at 11:12 am
dude. OMG. i will steal anyone’s warmth within a five mile radius
my fiance often asks me if that’s the only reason i date him, cus he’s a friggen space heater
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:33 am
You have cold feet and hands don’t you? I chase Kiefer around threatening to touch him. It’s fun. At least for me.
May 20th, 2011 at 12:23 pm
Yeah…..(hiccup)…..what she said!
May 20th, 2011 at 12:40 pm
You were both terrible and I have the video and photos to prove it. Send $500 in a plain envelope to my home address immediately or I will put the video on You Tube and sell the photos to the National Enquirer.
Actually a couple of the shots are pretty cute. Can you say “wardrobe malfunction” in the elevator?
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:34 am
I deny everything!
May 20th, 2011 at 7:50 pm
Did someone say cookie? 🙂
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:34 am
Me!
May 21st, 2011 at 6:34 pm
You tell’em, sister!
May 22nd, 2011 at 10:13 am
Initially I felt compelled to apologize on behalf of Annapolitans (and Eastport O’Ricans, who are often in fine spirits, courtesy of fine spirits but who are usually quite congenial about it), but then I realized you were at a hotel ,which indicates that the offender is either not a citizen of Naptown and/or does not reside on a sailing vessel. Still, I’m sorry you had to endure such behavior. Anyone who would interfere with cookie enjoyment is no gentleman. Hope I’m in town for your next visit. You and yours are always welcome at Villa Cahier.
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:36 am
Next time we’re there, we’ll definitely be planning it around you. It just felt sad being there and not visiting you. =(
May 22nd, 2011 at 12:57 pm
Is there anything that can spoil cookies? I mean… really? I have yet to determine this is possible. Perhaps I should eat more cookies.
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:36 am
Chocolate chip cookies tend to help me straighten things out.
May 22nd, 2011 at 10:58 pm
I agree, if you could hear him, then he was being too loud as well. As soon as you heard him you should have said to your friends, “Can you believe how loud that guy is being?”
May 23rd, 2011 at 7:37 am
That would have been awesome! You’re coming with me next time so I can be sure to have a good comeback.
May 23rd, 2011 at 11:30 am
I have the same super power. 🙂
The guy couldn’t have been from Annapolis because the people up there are awesome!
May 25th, 2011 at 6:15 am
That’s what I thought, too. Crazy out-of-towner!
May 23rd, 2011 at 9:13 pm
Thank God they didn’t ruin your cookie. That’s the best part of that damn hotel!
May 25th, 2011 at 6:15 am
I agree! I told Kiefer we had to stay at a Doubletree because I needed cookies.
May 25th, 2011 at 1:43 pm
Too funny! I love answering people who are “whispering” on their phone. Hey, if you don’t me in your conversation, then shut the $@&% up. Take your conversation where it should be, in private.
May 25th, 2011 at 1:57 pm
I love this! I’m a huge fan not only of people watching, but people listening aka eavesdropping.
May 26th, 2011 at 3:05 pm
Lol! Funny post.