Double Down
Currently, the hotel room that I am living in has two double beds instead of a king. Initially this made me very angry, not Lou Ferrigno angry but definitely irritated (Lou Ferrigno is my new favorite reference).
[Actually, everything right now is tending to make me angry. That is what happens when, even after work, you can’t even escape the decisions of your boss who has confused himself with one of the world’s great dictators. Of course, that is giving him too much credit. Even Hitler had some positive traits. He was very charismatic you know. My boss is not inspiring in the least, unless of course you count inspiring someone to inflate to five times their original size and turn all green and veiny. It hasn’t happened yet but I have certainly gotten in some good workouts at the gym.]
Where was I? Oh yeah, the double beds. It turns out that the double beds are quite handy. A double bed is big enough for one person to sleep in so, right off the bat, I can’t really complain about not getting a good nights sleep. Beyond that, I have realized that with a double bed I can eat cookies in one bed while watching TV and then, when it is time, actually go to sleep in the other bed. As an added bonus, the second double bed makes a great workspace. I can have both laptops open, papers spread everywhere and when it is time for bed I can just leave them there. The desks in these hotel rooms don’t provide anywhere near as much workspace as a double bed. As a matter of fact, I am currently sitting on my work double bed while my sleeping double bed is waiting patiently with nice clean sheets and without crumbs, papers and other miscellaneous crap. I would even go so far as to say that someone should start selling actual work beds. They could be specially designed to accommodate papers, laptops and other office equipment and they could come with a headboard that comes with better lumbar support than the one upon which I am currently leaning. It could revolutionize the home office.
[Actually, everything right now is tending to make me angry. That is what happens when, even after work, you can’t even escape the decisions of your boss who has confused himself with one of the world’s great dictators. Of course, that is giving him too much credit. Even Hitler had some positive traits. He was very charismatic you know. My boss is not inspiring in the least, unless of course you count inspiring someone to inflate to five times their original size and turn all green and veiny. It hasn’t happened yet but I have certainly gotten in some good workouts at the gym.]
Where was I? Oh yeah, the double beds. It turns out that the double beds are quite handy. A double bed is big enough for one person to sleep in so, right off the bat, I can’t really complain about not getting a good nights sleep. Beyond that, I have realized that with a double bed I can eat cookies in one bed while watching TV and then, when it is time, actually go to sleep in the other bed. As an added bonus, the second double bed makes a great workspace. I can have both laptops open, papers spread everywhere and when it is time for bed I can just leave them there. The desks in these hotel rooms don’t provide anywhere near as much workspace as a double bed. As a matter of fact, I am currently sitting on my work double bed while my sleeping double bed is waiting patiently with nice clean sheets and without crumbs, papers and other miscellaneous crap. I would even go so far as to say that someone should start selling actual work beds. They could be specially designed to accommodate papers, laptops and other office equipment and they could come with a headboard that comes with better lumbar support than the one upon which I am currently leaning. It could revolutionize the home office.
Given the fact that this headboard does not have adequate lumbar support, I am going to stop working/writing now. Instead I am going to go find some milk and cookies and get crumbs all over; try not to be jealous.
Update: The above aside is in no way meant to imply that I like Hitler. I do not. You may however, if you so choose, infer that my boss is worse than Hitler. Thankyou and have a nice day.
