Yesterday, I’d asked for extra coffee packets left in the room and yes, there they were when I got back. Guess what? All decaf. So here I was standing, punching at a non working number that in the dim looked like it said ‘guest services’ but nothing happened and come to find out it said ’emergency.’
When the young man showed up, though, he had brought us more decaf. Oops! In the clearing of that misunderstanding up, I just handed him all six of the decaf all ready here…And now we have tons of coffee, Deb has hers and I just heard the machine shut down with mine.