Man of Constant Sorrow
Posted by TFG on May 17th, 2005
Story of my freaking life — I come back to the hotel being as I ran out of coffin nails, and it’s midnight anyway, and I’m pretty tired anyway. Can’t get into my room with my key, go get a new key, can’t get in with that one, have to go up with the security schlubs, they can’t get in with their Big Whoop master keys, I have to wait around for Neo and Morpheus to show up to reprogram my GD door lock, and now it’s 3AM, and whatever buzz I had and whatever friends I have are long gone when the a-holes at the Marriott finally figure out the GD door lock/key card conundrum. And at this point I don’t even have the vigor to go track down a Lucky Dog vendor and make it a complete night. I worked until 10pm being Mr. Salesy, didn’t eat any kind of dinner, and I’m GD starving. Yet my wife will tell you that this is somehow something wonderful and glamorous and fulfilling and enviable. What-effing-ever.
Go ahead, give me one good reason to not jump off that bridge into the welcoming bosom of the mighty Mississipp.
May 17th, 2005 at 3:27 am
drinking shiners in vegas in 3 weeks. seems like a good reason…
May 17th, 2005 at 8:18 am
Shiners in Vegas does sound like a good reason, and we would miss you!
May 17th, 2005 at 10:23 am
With your luck you would land on a outbound Shrimper and do fish duty.
May 17th, 2005 at 11:35 am
Jump! Do it!
May 17th, 2005 at 12:12 pm
Because you are in NO and have to live to eat your weight in Cajun and other delicious things today.
May 17th, 2005 at 1:49 pm
wah…wah…wah…;-)
May 17th, 2005 at 3:44 pm
And this, from your favorite city on earth?
Let’s hope nothing ever happens to you in Newark.
May 17th, 2005 at 5:30 pm
Having brunch at Commander’s Palace on Sunday? Or a Sazerac at Arnaud’s before to tide you over?
May 18th, 2005 at 9:43 am
What is with the Marriotts?
We had similar key problems at the Marriott in Mobile.
May 18th, 2005 at 2:48 pm
Big breasted casino waitresses, my friend. C’mon, think about it.