I love hotel people.
They are always smiling and always nice and always trained to make you feel like you are the most extra special person in the whole wide world.
They look interested in your rambling mumbo jumbo.
They care about how you feel.
They want you to have the bestest day of all time every single day in every single way.
They are deeply concerned about the weather.
They are deeply concerned about your towel and pillow preference.
Anything you say is treated as if it is the word of the prophet.
Walking through doors is like parting the red sea of door-holders and valet servants.
"Would you anything else Sir?"
"Uh huh."
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