It took a 5 hour flight and an hour drive, but I finally arrived at my hotel. A business hotel in the suburb of New York. I was knackered and was looking forward to a shower, dinner and a drink in the hotel bar. I had to hurry because it was pushing closing time.
The front desk person greeted me and explained that their computers were down, but they always printed a hard copy of all the reservations just in case something like this happened. She couldn’t find me on the list. She was going to have to make phone calls to straighten it out and suggested I get a drink and she’d come get me.
Honestly, I would have been miffed had it not been for the fantastic attitude…yeh, right, it was her face. Yes, she was really nice and did all she could to help and to lighten up the situation, but it was her really pretty face. She was African American, probably late 20’s early 30’s, super curvy and had the prettiest smile with huge dimples I’ve ever seen.