So Hubby and I are still in hotels until we find a place (same brand for which I work, so employee rate...woot). Anyway, here's the scene: I'm in a T-shirt I frequently sleep in (it's for a pet store somewhere in Arizona...was a gift from the MIL), my sweatpants that look like jeans, and my ratty tennis shoes. As I have been unloading our (borrowed) car my hair is messy (windy day) and I am headed outside with my dog.
I get asked "are you here for the training" (which, as far as I know, meant a brand-specific training). Remember I look like I just got up from a nap, and I'm walking my dog. At least the guy was nice when I said "no, but I actually do work at <other property>. I must have a Hotel Aura." We laughed about it and I proceeded to take my dog out to do his business.
I get asked "are you here for the training" (which, as far as I know, meant a brand-specific training). Remember I look like I just got up from a nap, and I'm walking my dog. At least the guy was nice when I said "no, but I actually do work at <other property>. I must have a Hotel Aura." We laughed about it and I proceeded to take my dog out to do his business.
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