Workmen at a Hotel
Posted: 02 Dec 2017, 11:42
Waiting in a hotel lobby area and the door opens. In comes a heavily-laden workman, mid-forties wearing a yellow hi-viz jacket. Struggling to keep hold of all his equipment/bags, he starts looking all round him and then says loudly, to himself, "Where's the reception... Ah, there!"
As he goes to make his way around the corner to reception, a younger lad, early twenties, dressed similarly in a yellow jacket, jeans, work boots, etc, comes in from the outside carrying a huge canvass bag. He sees his older work mate heading off and suddenly the older one calls back, "There's a toilet over there, Jase!"
With that, the younger one says, "Oh Thank God!", drops his big, heavy bag on the floor and virtually runs into the toilet, leaving his colleague to proceed to the reception desk.
Don't you sometimes wish you could transport yourself back 15 minutes and be sitting in their van with them?
As he goes to make his way around the corner to reception, a younger lad, early twenties, dressed similarly in a yellow jacket, jeans, work boots, etc, comes in from the outside carrying a huge canvass bag. He sees his older work mate heading off and suddenly the older one calls back, "There's a toilet over there, Jase!"
With that, the younger one says, "Oh Thank God!", drops his big, heavy bag on the floor and virtually runs into the toilet, leaving his colleague to proceed to the reception desk.
Don't you sometimes wish you could transport yourself back 15 minutes and be sitting in their van with them?
