"I’m sometimes fearful if I even open the mini-fridge door I’ll get slapped with a fee. That’s why, when I read the Loews Regency now offers guests the opportunity to 'Milk the Minibar' and eat and drink everything in it, I knew I had to exorcise my demons. I had to consume an entire goddamn minibar."
What that was like.
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Sounds like his demon was the one who was making the decisions.
In the W Hotel in midtown Manhattan where I stayed a few years ago, they not only had a mini-bar, they also had a "personal intimacy kit" with lube, a condom, etc. All of course, for about 500% mark-up.
In midtown, where one is surrounded by all night delis & drugstores, the mini-bars & whatnot, it's simply insane to crack into the mini-bar. Get out of your room, walk a block or two, and have so much more variety at a fraction of the price.
I passed on this piece of wisdom to a young German couple who ask me a question on where to find something in the neighborhood while we were riding the elevator together. They were thankful for the advice.
In the seventies, Arabs claiming affiliation with princes of the Kingdom would camp in the finest London hotels at the expense of the American and British men who pitched them business but we're stuck with th bills. They always, the Arabs, cleaned out the mini bars. We called them "Friends of the Prince"
As a male, I'm thinking of breaking into the over priced hotel mini bar "intimacy kit" to get a condom, only to have my sperm later misappropriated from the reservoir tip and, unbeknownst to me, used by the chamber maid Consuella to impregnate herself and sue me for 22 years child support and higher education expenses.
But I know Althouse is with me on the unfairly overpriced minibar!
So I got that going for me, which is good.
The old Stolen Sperm in the pregnant Hispanic Hotel Maid trick. ...It's a dangerous world out there if you travel.
As a male, I'm thinking of breaking into the over priced hotel mini bar "intimacy kit" to get a condom, only to have my sperm later misappropriated from the reservoir tip and, unbeknownst to me, used by the chamber maid Consuella to impregnate herself and sue me for 22 years child support and higher education expenses.
There's a sure-fire solution. It's called "flushing it down the donicker."
Peter
Ah, Aaron... such a young man (well, not so much, but who is counting?}
That was epic, and stupid...but such a good deal!
I, for one, think we need a few laughs these days...because there seem to be so few things to laugh about...
Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we all may die!
There was a couple times I was tempted to buy from the minibar, but the compressor was always broken. Paying $10 (or whatever) for a bottle of beer is one thing, you've reached a new low if you're paying $10 for a bottle of warm beer.
It's only worth it if there are M&Ms and I'm premenstrual.
I've eaten M&Ms from a minibar.
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