Nothing
much to report on the Welcome Session apart from the fact that Sandra
followed the rep’s training manual to a 'T' by shouting, “Good morning”
at the top of her voice and when she only got a few mumbled replies she
shouted, “Come on, you’re on holiday, you can do better than that. GOOD
MORNING!”
So she didn’t disappoint then did she?
Oh
yes, the only useful thing I got out of the whole session was that if
we’d turned right outside the hotel instead of left last night we would
have found a cash point within 200 yards.
Bugger!
When
we went in for dinner tonight our waiter wasn’t on duty. Well he could
have been but maybe I just didn’t see him materialising in and out of
his wormholes. The waitress told us tonight that if we wanted anything
to drink we had to order it in the bar next to the dining room. We had
to queue up for a soppy looking girl sitting at a table, tell her what
we wanted, she’d take the money, give us a chitty, we’d take it to the
bar, the barman took the chitty, the barman gave us our drinks and we
took them back to the table. Well last night it was much simpler. We
just ordered from the waiter didn’t we? So why has it all changed? Who
knows? Perhaps our waiter was just moonlighting in our galaxy, taking
money for drinks illegally so as to pay the bills for his wife and kids
back home in his parallel universe. There was certainly no sign of
anyone ordering drinks from the waiters now; hence the enormous queues
at the bar.
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