The Ironing Board.

I recently had a business trip which required me to spend the night. And even though I had a confirmed room reservation, I always like to check in early just to be sure that there are no surprises.

After I had completed all of the paper work, I was told that my room wasn’t ready yet. I seems that they had to replace the ironing board. What ever. After a half hour wait, the desk clerk announced that my room was ready so I proceeded to the elevator.

When I got off of the elevator, I was greeted by a hotel staffer with an ironing board in her hand. She asked me if I was the occupant of room 256 and I said that I was. She then proceeded to follow me down the hall with the ironing board in hand.

When we entered the room, she asked me if I wanted her to unwrap the ironing board.  I told her that I didn’t care.  Then she asked if I wanted to use the ironing board right away or if she should put it away. I thanked her for asking and told her that she could put it away.

Maybe she thought that I needed to iron my clothes. Granted, I had been on the road for several hours but I didn’t think that I looked that bad.

Maybe I’ll invite my co-workers up to my room and we can have an ironing board warming party.

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