Lucky U

I had just finished working the trade show and was knackered. I should also mention it was my birthday too. I headed back to the hotel room to do the count from the day.  My co-worker decided we needed to treat ourselves to a glass of Champagne to celebrate the end of the show and my bday.

I was busy doing the paperwork from the show when I heard a knock on the door. It was my co-worker with a beautiful bottle of champers. My birthday was beginning to look up!

We finished our work while we sipped on the nectar of the gods.  We got dressed to the nines and headed out for a meal. We headed to a favorite Italian restaurant and were treated like the queens we felt we were. Well one bottle of champers turned into two and then a fabulous nite cap.

By the time we staggered out of the restaurant it was 2 in the morning. We laughed a lot and sat with the Maitre d’ and executive chef for the latter part of the evening. It was a fun evening, but also a late one.

We headed back to our hotel and wanted to continue the fun, but unfortunately the hotel bar was closed. My co-worker decided we had to order room service to the lobby. It worked like a charm.  We sat in the big smooshy lobby chairs and enjoyed yet another drink.

That is when two southern Gentlemen (if we could really call them that!) sat down with us. They had also apparently been having a fun nite, they were as tipsy as we were.

Well, the man I was chatting with was in his 60’s, had just undergone heart surgery and had very yellow eyes. (we are talking liver failure) Although we were sitting on separate chairs he kept trying to hold my hand. I was not impressed and told him so. The next words out of his mouth were: ( you actually have to say this out loud to get the just of it) “ I wan eeeeet yeewwww”

I said pardon me and he repeated. It finally dawned on me what the old letch was saying to me! I got up and told my coworker I was going to my room and wasn’t impressed. Well when I turned to her I heard the conversation she was having.

The man sitting close to her was saying “ I don wan beggg- buut puleeasse give meee a kisss”

If I hadn’t been in the situation myself I would have laughed my ass off. As it was I knew we had to get the heck out of the lobby. We hightailed it to the elevator and got to our room safely.

I have always loved a southern accent, but now all I can hear is that man saying he wan eeet meeee. It kinda looses its gentility!

How lucky am I? Happy F’n Birthday!!!