Split personalities
I board the Red Line going north at North And Clybourn at about 8:30 p.m. I sit next to a big, tall, fat guy talking on his cell phone.
Call No. 1: "Hi, this is Bob, the manager of the Doubletree Inn in Skokie. We would like to discuss the bed you and your five boy friends broke down when you stayed at our hotel last week. We would like to be informed about how you plan to compensate us for the cost of the bed. You have my number."
Call No. 2: "Hi, this is Jason. We were just wondering if you guys were ever going to call us again or if you're, like, avoiding us. You have my cell number is you decide to call.
That is a funny post. I worked in hotel management before, that guy was most likely faking the call. Speaking about faking calls, I found this funny article.
Posted by: jc | April 25, 2005 at 09:52 AM
Ha! I can only assume Jason was his real name. Unless he's got some "fight club" double personality going on in which he manages a motel during his "blackouts."
Posted by: spacecog | April 25, 2005 at 11:49 PM