Guest

The Parking Lot
On Wednesday, we came back from Walmart with a rolling laundry hamper.
There, in our small, but extremely convenient parking lot, sat the attendent and some guy.
They looked like they were hanging out, (in the parking lot, with lawn chairs?).
I rolled the hamper up to them and blurted 'Nice night to take your hamper our for a walk'.
Becky asked the parking lot attendant, "What kind of training do you need to be an attendant", and I chuckled.
Then the parking lot attendant (Susan) said, "None, but we don't have any openings. They might have an openning in the next parking lot". Then I chuckled again.
The guy (Peter) says, "Yea, I help her for free. They won't hire me and I've got nothing better to do".
We all started talking. Peter, who's a contract programmer like me, is goofing around, just like I did for 6 years. It turns out he used to be with the Tears For Fears band. He played the piano in 'Everybody wants to rule the world'.
Anyway, we babbled, I told them my Elephant jokes, and we took our hamper home.

Outside the hotel, in the rain
Tonight, Becky and I were leaving the building to go grab a bite to eat or do whatever.
In the lobby, we bumped into Susan and our hotel security guard (Tim).
She said, "Hey, where ya going?".
Then she said "Peter and I are going to TGIF's once he gets back from the cleaners. Wanna come?".
We said, "Well, uh, we, um....Well YEA!".
And the next thing you know, we're waiting outside for the Peter to arrive with his laundry.
It was raining hard outside, but nobody seemed to mind it.
A girl hit me up for a cigarette, then four gay guys hung out, and people coming in and out start collecting,
The next thing ya know, its like a big party....outside, in front of the hotel, with rain falling down everywhere.

TGIF's Restaurant.
Peter finally arrived, dropping off his tiny bag of laundry, and the four of us strolled around the corner to Fourth Street Live. A band was playing in the street, and there were 100s of people there. Thats home to the TGIF restaurant.
Peter and Susan were clowning with the hostess, and we got a booth.
Every waiter, waitress and bus person in TGIF's swung to our booth to clown around and introduce themselves.
These two knew everybody there! You can't buy entertainment like this. You have to live it.

The People
Peter is an older, but good looking, ex New Yorker, who has a radio announcers voice, and does impressions very well.
Susan, is an throwback from Woodstock, with no teeth. Her hair seems to fly around everywhere when she talks.
Tim, is our security guard. He's quiet, smiles a lot, and is an athiest.
Scott, not mentioned above, is our other security guard, and he's a preacher.
These four people as a group, can put first name to every body in this 300 room high rise.
Everybody here is good looking and they all have wild personalities.

This Hotel
It seems to have ghetto levels, retirement levels, party levels and posh levels.
If they put a convenience store on the bottom floor, some people would never the block.
Living in this hotel is the experience I was looking for.
Its like living in a Seinfield episode, but its much better.