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Mini-Bar

Another true tom tale: It was 1984, Long ago I know, That I had the urge to travel And to San Francisco I did go With wife and two sons We had reservations At a classy hotel indeed, And at $279. a night, You'd think you they'd feed The room was nice, though small, The price did shock me so, Because until we got there The price I did not know Long flight, long day, We were tired, and settled for the night, Turned on the TV And then did notice I, A small refrigerator... I wondered the reason why A key that we had gotten Opened up real quick And what I found inside Made me realize I was a "hick" Inside beer, soda, scotch Candy, treats of every kind Well, at $279. a night, I figured this was just fine We had a feast, I had several drinks I thought how thoughtful But somewhere in the back of my mind I hoped it was no jinx Next morning at the included breakfast buffet, Somehow I mentioned to another guest, How nice the in-room refrigerator provisions seemed, he looked at me like some crawling pest "Those are not free!" He informed me "You pay for every bit, And at the prices of this hotel, You might be in deep sh_t" Well we checked out right after breakfast, Had to wait as They took a mini-bar inventory Seems we had consumed $86.00 worth Of what we thought was totally free!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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