A follow up to the Hotel Key...
So now that the dust has settled... and the hotel key is enjoying its new home on my Fridge.... I have had some time to reflect on all of this. I unofficially deemed it to be the creepiest message ever left for a server at Smitty's.
I was wrong.
I was telling some of the girls today about what had happened (a few of the full time girls have been there long enough they no longer work weekends) and I got a wonderfully creepier story. Apparently several years ago one of the servers had a message left for her on a napkin which said...
"How does to feel to serve someone their last meal?"
I'd say that is worse.
I was wrong.
I was telling some of the girls today about what had happened (a few of the full time girls have been there long enough they no longer work weekends) and I got a wonderfully creepier story. Apparently several years ago one of the servers had a message left for her on a napkin which said...
"How does to feel to serve someone their last meal?"
I'd say that is worse.