Recently the temps have risen, so the a/c has been used more of course. Well, I'm not fond of wasting energy, so a few mornings ago I when I discovered, upon getting the morning "porch paper", that it was cool out, I opened a couple of doors. A little while later, a guest comes out to breakfast and says to me "you have a guest here apparently needing assistance." Well, this IS a hospitality business......but I didn't see ANYONE. Then I noticed that he looked down. Quizzically, I walked out from around my Front Desk counter and looked down. Indeed, the cool morning and opened doors were so VERY inviting that our new guest stopped (er....hopped?) in to see if we were having any fly muffins for breakfast....
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[/url] But wait...there's more. I took the cute little guy and put him in a shoebox to bring home for a terrarium. Now, the sneaker shoebox had a 1/2 inch hole die cut into each lid edge. GREAT! Automatic ventilation! I go about my business and a few minutes later...I look down behind the Front Desk.....froggie escapee on the floor looking for freedom. HOW does a 1-inch frog fit through a 1/2 inch hole? Not to be outsmarted, I put froggie back into the brink and I place a piece of Sco tch tape over each hole so only 1/4 inch is left for air passage. I go about my business. 5 minutes later I check on froggie (being a little paranoid now that froggie has shown some DNA connection to Houdini). GONE! I look all around. Nowhere. In desperation (hence he somehow show up in the hallway or in a guest bed...) I go to the nearest open door. There sit's froggie on the porch. HOW??? WHA???? Back into solitary. Breakfast over, shift change. Cleanup staff arrives. Time for me to run supply errands. Out I go.....then five minutes later I remember that I forgot to inform her. Grab the cell...."put tape over the remaining hole space on that shoebox till I get back". Great. Job done.
I return 90 minutes later, unload supplies....check box. She taped the lid closed, but left the air spaces. Froggie off to greener pastures. I HOPE that froggie found the exit door again. It wouldn't be pleasant to hear a scream from a guest, or find a dried up frog carcass in the lobby area unexpectedly one of these days. Bye froggie...it was fun while it lasted. At least it wasn't like when we found a 1.5 inch scorpion left behind by a guest visiting from Arizona a number of years ago....(oh...scorpio baby has been long-encased in a bracelet box, quite preserved in a plastic bag, for memory's sake..... as well as for housekeeper "awareness training"...)
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I return 90 minutes later, unload supplies....check box. She taped the lid closed, but left the air spaces. Froggie off to greener pastures. I HOPE that froggie found the exit door again. It wouldn't be pleasant to hear a scream from a guest, or find a dried up frog carcass in the lobby area unexpectedly one of these days. Bye froggie...it was fun while it lasted. At least it wasn't like when we found a 1.5 inch scorpion left behind by a guest visiting from Arizona a number of years ago....(oh...scorpio baby has been long-encased in a bracelet box, quite preserved in a plastic bag, for memory's sake..... as well as for housekeeper "awareness training"...)
