So I can't usually tell work stories, but I figure I will for this one, although I'm changing the names to protect the hotel guests...
There's a guest in the hotel, and he's titled, as frequently happens. This one is a count. And it just so happens that he's going to the theatre tonight.
"Q Street?" he asks, not entirely remembering the name of the show.
I convince him that it's "Avenue Q." He agrees, and asks me to make a reservation for him to have dinner after the show.
So I call the restaurant, and say, "The Count would like to come after the theatre."
"Which show is he coming from," the reservationist asks, as they usually do, because they all know what time the customer will arrive after the show.
"Avenue Q," I inform her.
"What the heck is an Italian Count doing seeing 'Avenue Q'?" she asks.
Quick on my feet, I put on my best accent and recite:
"I-a see-a one puppet... I-a see-a two puppet..."
We both started laughing so hard...
Posted by Jon at May 25, 2004 03:03 PM | TrackBack