A few years back, there was a commercial (I think it's for auto insurance or something) where George Hamilton-ish guy talked about how he was a celebrity and everyone treated him
specially because of it.
The point of the commercial was that EVERYONE gets treated the same way - celebrity or not - by that company. (Sad for the company that I can't remember what it was - not the best branding...)
Well, that guy is me when I stay at hotels.
I LOVE hotels. Even when traveling on business, I still get to my room and look through all the bath products, check out the minibar, explore the in-demand movie options... Once you've done a ton of business traveling, you realize it's the same - night in, night out. But I always show up, put on the big fluffy robe and traipse around as though I own the place (or at least my little box within the place). I eat my pillow-chocolates and order the four-hundred-thousand-dollar oatmeal for breakfast.
And yes, for the past few years, I've actually hung up my towels and requested that housekeeping doesn't change out my sheets. Just because I'm fabulously famous (in my mind) and HAVE a maid (for a few minutes each morning) doesn't mean that I need to act like I do...
-Heather... off to do some birthday yoga...
Posted by: Katherine | May 21, 2007 at 06:27 AM