So... well.
Last night a lady whom we shall call Crazycakes (aka C.C.) slept on a couch in the lobby for about five hours. We had been expecting trouble, and if letting her doze on the couch, in public, was the price we had to pay for peace otherwise, it was worth it.
The trouble began, as trouble often does, with the fall of night, when C.C. discovered she could not figure out how to work the curtains. Try as she might, a slit of light from the streetlight outside still sliced through the room and it was just too much. She requested a blanket, and laundry clips to pin it up over the window. The problem with this is that one, we don't have such clips, and two, our rooms have recessed curtain rails in the ceiling. There's nothing to pin a blanket to unless you nail it up.
Then, despite the fact that C.C. had specifically requested a room near the elevator due to her disability, the noise from the elevator and the people coming and going was unbearable. She came down to the lobby three times to complain about it, and finally demanded a blanket and made herself a nest on a couch by the kitchen.
Then, and only then, did she shut up and stop bitching. As I said, this seemed a reasonable price to pay for her silence.
The question though, is if a single bar of light made sleeping unbearable in her room, why was she able to sleep under the lobby lights? A further question is if the noise from the elevator was too much, why was she able to sleep in a lobby with the phone ringing, printers grinding away, people coming and going, the doors opening and closing, the security guard patrolling, and one distraught guest trying to help his son not be charged with a felony on the other side of the state?
Questions abound; answers not so much.
Last night a lady whom we shall call Crazycakes (aka C.C.) slept on a couch in the lobby for about five hours. We had been expecting trouble, and if letting her doze on the couch, in public, was the price we had to pay for peace otherwise, it was worth it.
The trouble began, as trouble often does, with the fall of night, when C.C. discovered she could not figure out how to work the curtains. Try as she might, a slit of light from the streetlight outside still sliced through the room and it was just too much. She requested a blanket, and laundry clips to pin it up over the window. The problem with this is that one, we don't have such clips, and two, our rooms have recessed curtain rails in the ceiling. There's nothing to pin a blanket to unless you nail it up.
Then, despite the fact that C.C. had specifically requested a room near the elevator due to her disability, the noise from the elevator and the people coming and going was unbearable. She came down to the lobby three times to complain about it, and finally demanded a blanket and made herself a nest on a couch by the kitchen.
Then, and only then, did she shut up and stop bitching. As I said, this seemed a reasonable price to pay for her silence.
The question though, is if a single bar of light made sleeping unbearable in her room, why was she able to sleep under the lobby lights? A further question is if the noise from the elevator was too much, why was she able to sleep in a lobby with the phone ringing, printers grinding away, people coming and going, the doors opening and closing, the security guard patrolling, and one distraught guest trying to help his son not be charged with a felony on the other side of the state?
Questions abound; answers not so much.
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