Dink Lump

[shanmonster]

Much to my happy surprise, work last night was not bad. We weren't swamped, and that makes all the difference in the world. I did get one very Stupid Woman (SW) call me, though. The call went something like this:

SW: I want to speak with room 336.

Me: I'm sorry, but you've reached central reservations and not a hotel. Which hotel are you looking for? I can give you their number.

SW: I don't know.

Me: Ok, which city is it in?

SW: I don't know.

Me: Uhh, do you know what part of the country it's in?

SW: Calgary!

Me: Yes, that would be a city. We have two hotels in that city: Downtown hotel and Airport hotel.

SW: Can I have their numbers?

Me: Certainly. The number for the downtown hotel is....

SW: Just a minute. I need to find a pen.... Ok.

Me: The downtown number is 555-5555. The number for the airport hotel is....

SW: Oh, it's not at the airport hotel. *click*

The woman sitting across from me was getting stupid callers, too. One caller asked if our hotels (luxury hotels, mind you) have bathtubs. Oh dear.

And now here are some links for your enjoyment and amazement. Enjoy. Amaze.

America We Stand As One: Patriotism is such a scary thing.

Michelle Berger: A mother of four shows how moms can be really, really buff.

Teenager In Trouble For Stealing Corpse Head: "Court documents said the suspect allegedly talked of using the man's head as a bong or a pipe for smoking marijuana."

Robotic camel riders are ready to race: Now that child jockeys are banned, robots are doing the riding. I think it would be funnier if they got monkeys instead, but maybe that's just me.

The Name is Carsone, Johnny Carsone: The most narcissistic cover letter I've ever read.

Pope reborn as superhero in Colombian comic: I know I linked to this story before, but this incarnation has a glorious picture!

Unintentionally sexual comic book covers: A little NSFW, and a little funny.