Caught With My Pants Down...Literally!
 

So I get into my hotel this afternoon from my 2nd of 3 shows. I am not sure what it is but I can hold off taken a dump for days but as soon as I get into my hotel room I have to drop draw and make mud.

Always looking to muti-task, I have another rather strange habit of talking on my cell phone while leaving behind the product of my behind.

So there I am, in my hotel camode, pants at my ankles and talking on my treo to my marketing coordinator about her new puppy and in walks in the hotel maid. I think she was the boss lady becuase she was dressed in pants and a polo shirt and not the regular maid garb.

So...she just stares at me, looking, stunned. Mind you now. I have filled up the entire hotel room with the scent of what the body did not want from my prime rib last night. Trust me, my digestive tract gets the most out off beef and what ois left is not fit for anything useful that is of this world.

I stopped talking and just stared back at her. It seemed to last 15 minutes (more like 3 seconds). I smiled and said with a big grin "Hi!".

She backed out of the doorway very slowly with out saying a word and left.

She wasn't the 'hot latin maid' that is the stuff of road warrior dreams. I finished my conversation without my marketing manager ever knowing what I was doing or what had happened.

Yes, I am a very strange guy...

Remind me to forgo dinner tonight.

I used to like prime rib, now, not so sure.

Please take care of bidness before coming over for a visit.

Thanks for a good hearty laugh! I needed that today.

Yes, you are a very strange guy. LOL ;)

Why is it so much more satisfying to take a dump in a hotel room vs anywhere else....?

Should have asked her if she wanted a peek.

Awesome.

I'm sure you're known to the entire hotel staff as "the *****ting guy" right now.

Now that is funny! I'm stuck in a hotel for the next 5 months and hope I don't get "busted".......most of the time they'll knock on the door and say "Housekeeping" before they enter.


Serves her right.......I hope she can't get the stinch of your "mud making" out of her mind!!!

Beef it's what was for dinner...

Somewhere in here is a joke about beef jerky

Many many years ago (in the pre-Steve days), a boyfriend and I were staying in a hotel. We were in the shower together when the house-keeping lady walked in - and she walked STRAIGHT INTO THE BATHROOM!!!

Further, he wasn't exactly washing my back if you know what I mean. http://forums.pelicanparts.com/suppo...leys/roker.gif

angela

Its even more satisfying to clog it, then drop by the front desk and ask that someone "take care of it" while you are on your way out for the night.

Mike, I don't think that's really strange, but still a damn good story - thanks for the laugh!

Every hotel I've ever stayed in had a method to dead-bolt the door so no one from the outside could easily get in. I ALWAYS dead bolt the door when I'm inside.

I may be watching a movie, dropping some kids off at the pool, or getting it on with my wife. I don't want an audience (unless we take it to the balcony...)

My wife works at a hotel - a DISNEY hotel no less - and she can still tell some good stories about stuff she's witnessed. . .

I've always wondered how my ass knows I'm home. No problems all day, but once your ass hears your keys jingling in your hand, IT'S ALLLLLLL OVER.

I'm a morning man myself. If it doesn't happen by 9 am, it doesn't happen at all. A well trained gizzard, I guess. . .

I don't go into TJMax with my wife for that reason, as soon as she enters the store she's gotta find the bathroom.

could have been worse...you could have been "mid-wipe". i would have faked freaking out....