
Originally Posted by
Glenn W
I'm up here in a hoyty toyty hotel in Downtown DC (Metro Marriott), surfing SFC and the room telephone rings---- " Hello, Mr, Watkins? this is Maricopianada at the front desk and we have just assessed your room a $250 smoking fee (I shit you not) for smoking in your room.
First I said you're shitting me, but she was serious. Oh well, ain't my tab--- smoke em if you got em boys---
10 minutes later, phone rings again and its Mr. Imolkiniakolatomini. Mr. Watkins, you can't smoke cigarettes in your room, this is a non smoking hotel.
Ta hell I can't, I just paid two and a half bills for a smoking lounge. you dumb sombich.
I ain't heard hide nor hair from anyone from the Middle East for over an hour, so I think the coast is clear------ Boy, is my client going to be pissed over this one.