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December 16, 2005
Big pimpin
Christy is a rock star. We flew to John Wayne Airport in Santa Ana, CA for her employer holiday party. We met her colleague Amy. We rented a car. They upgraded us to a convertible, and I almost pooped myself when I got to drive it. Grr!
Then, we checked into the hotel. It's got a phone in the bathroom. It's got a minibar. We're on the concierge level. I have no idea what concierge levels are all about, but apparently it's for high rollers. We have our own private lounge with free snack foods! With our own personal bartender. The elevator won't go to our floor unless we have a key for a room on that floor. We are pimps.
To top it off, across the hall from us is the Presidential Suite. I know we're not in the actual Presidential Suite, but we can bask in its glory because we are next to it. As we walked out our room earlier, the guy in the Suite was getting room service. He had two entrees, a bucket of ice and a bottle of wine. You go, boy.
Posted by oz115 at December 16, 2005 08:20 PM