Late Night at the Lost & Found
The other night, i'd gone for a little dip to take a break from my work. Afterwards, i stopped by the bar to have a nightcap and call Matt and chat with Rachel, the bartender who in the time since i first started staying here has gone through some tough times, but is coming out on top so i was happy for her. Then i stopped by the snack shop to get some microwave popcorn since dinner at work was kinda skimpy. i had my speedo rolled up in a towel having changed by the pool.
The next morning i realised that i had left it downstairs somewhere. i asked the staff to keep an eye out, though i was worried that they would throw the towel in with all the others and boil my SPANK down to nothing.
Another long evening at work, but then i got to have dinner with Jason at Chili's which was rather nice. When i got home, i stopped off and sure enough, Rachel had found my towel. i'd left my room key too. i'm a silly ol' bear, but these folks are really good to me. Lucky me.
