pretty fly for a white guy.
yeah, so this weekend, i was at the 'revolve tour', in Philly, with ash and jule. and mom and ash's mom.
it was quite.....er.....'informative'.
there was chanting, incredibly slow fast-food lines, bad hotel service, i insulted one of the speakers, it was some good shit.
anyways, this particular post is about our encounter with a hotel employee. we were laughing pretty hard after this one.
so, friday night, we get to the hotel after the first part of the tour thing. it's like, 11 pm. and ash's mom wants to go yell at the people about forgetting to give us discounted parking, so we had some time to kill in the lobby. and this lobby was kick-ass. there were these two flights of stairs, right? leading up to conference rooms and stuff. and one was a sprial, and one was straight up with landings every floor. and we felt the need to climb them.
so we did, and when we got to the third floor, there was just this big open space with like a table and a few couches, and pillars, which was amazing, and doors leading into conference rooms. and it was just calling us to run and spontaneously burst into dance. so we did. and we took pictures. and when we were done outside, we went to the conference rooms and spontaneously burst into dance there as well.
all too soon, ash's mom called her to tell her we needed to come back and such.
half an hour later, we're getting ready to move to a new hotel room, because of this big long story about the hotel screwing up our reservation, and telling us we couldn't have a roll-out bed, which we payed an extra $50 for, because it was a fire hazard. so we upgraded to a suite for free. anyway, so we're getting our stuff re-packed, and jule realizes she can't find her phone. so we search the room; not there. she decides it either has to be in the car somewhere, or that she dropped during our spontaneous dance moments.
so we go back downstairs to look for it.
so we're searching the third floor, including the conference rooms, calling it over and over again, when this hotel guy shows up. this is the following conversation.
oh, and just so you understand something, jule's ringtone is 'pretty fly for a white guy', the part in the beginning where it says 'give it to me, baby, uh huh uh huh.' and the hotel guy was black, so jule was kind of reluctant to say the name of said song to him. it was pretty funny to watch, though.
(us three leaving conference room.)
hotel guy- can i help you girls with something.
us three- um.....actually....
jule- i lost my phone, and we're trying to find it.
hotel guy- ok....um, are there any details you can give me about it?
us three- .....um........well.......
ashley- it's a cell phone!
(jule, hotel guy and i all look at her, in slight amazement)
hotel guy- yeah, there's a lot of those.
me- duh, ash.
ash- oh....right.
jule- it's um, silver....i think.
ash- no, isn't it white with little pink hearts?
jule- n-no........that's, um, manda's phone.
ash- oh...ok forget that then.
me- it has a blue stripe down the middle!
jule- yeah...and it's a camera phone.
hotel guy- oooook........um, what's the ringtone? have you tried calling it?
us three- yeah....
jule- um....well...(looks at us, embarassed; ash and i burst into laughter, knowing what's coming)
jule- well......it starts out.....saying.....um......(nervously) it's like 'give it to me baby....uh huh uh huh......'
hotel man- (cuts her off) how old are you?
jule-well....
hotel man- cause ain't nobody gonna be giving you nothing, i think.
(ash and i practically fall over, laughing)
me- no, no it's a song!
jule- it's that song....you know.....um.....pretty fly for a white guy?
hotel guy- what?
jule- its the song!
hotel guy- you bought it off a white guy?
ash- no, thats the name of the song!
hotel guy- oh! ok....well, i'll keep my eyes open for it.
us three- um.....thanks.....
(we continue to look around)
(3 minutes later)
hotel guy- and what were you girls doing in the conference room, anyway?
me- well.....you know, we saw those stairs and just felt the need to climb them.
hotel guy- yeah, but the stairs are all the way over there. (points)
me- well....yeah, but when we got up here, there was just this vast open space, and we had the uncontrollable urge to break into spontaneous dance.
hotel guy- i like the way you put that.
me- thank you. actually, we do that quite frequently. especially in school. scares the crap out of people, but we think it's fun.
(jule determines that it isn't up there, and we leave.)
turned out it was in the car, but damn that was a strange experience.
anyhoo.....i'll be stealing the pics from ash quite soon, i just need her to steal them from jule, so as soon as i get them, they're going up.
more to come!
-laaaaterx3
it was quite.....er.....'informative'.
there was chanting, incredibly slow fast-food lines, bad hotel service, i insulted one of the speakers, it was some good shit.
anyways, this particular post is about our encounter with a hotel employee. we were laughing pretty hard after this one.
so, friday night, we get to the hotel after the first part of the tour thing. it's like, 11 pm. and ash's mom wants to go yell at the people about forgetting to give us discounted parking, so we had some time to kill in the lobby. and this lobby was kick-ass. there were these two flights of stairs, right? leading up to conference rooms and stuff. and one was a sprial, and one was straight up with landings every floor. and we felt the need to climb them.
so we did, and when we got to the third floor, there was just this big open space with like a table and a few couches, and pillars, which was amazing, and doors leading into conference rooms. and it was just calling us to run and spontaneously burst into dance. so we did. and we took pictures. and when we were done outside, we went to the conference rooms and spontaneously burst into dance there as well.
all too soon, ash's mom called her to tell her we needed to come back and such.
half an hour later, we're getting ready to move to a new hotel room, because of this big long story about the hotel screwing up our reservation, and telling us we couldn't have a roll-out bed, which we payed an extra $50 for, because it was a fire hazard. so we upgraded to a suite for free. anyway, so we're getting our stuff re-packed, and jule realizes she can't find her phone. so we search the room; not there. she decides it either has to be in the car somewhere, or that she dropped during our spontaneous dance moments.
so we go back downstairs to look for it.
so we're searching the third floor, including the conference rooms, calling it over and over again, when this hotel guy shows up. this is the following conversation.
oh, and just so you understand something, jule's ringtone is 'pretty fly for a white guy', the part in the beginning where it says 'give it to me, baby, uh huh uh huh.' and the hotel guy was black, so jule was kind of reluctant to say the name of said song to him. it was pretty funny to watch, though.
(us three leaving conference room.)
hotel guy- can i help you girls with something.
us three- um.....actually....
jule- i lost my phone, and we're trying to find it.
hotel guy- ok....um, are there any details you can give me about it?
us three- .....um........well.......
ashley- it's a cell phone!
(jule, hotel guy and i all look at her, in slight amazement)
hotel guy- yeah, there's a lot of those.
me- duh, ash.
ash- oh....right.
jule- it's um, silver....i think.
ash- no, isn't it white with little pink hearts?
jule- n-no........that's, um, manda's phone.
ash- oh...ok forget that then.
me- it has a blue stripe down the middle!
jule- yeah...and it's a camera phone.
hotel guy- oooook........um, what's the ringtone? have you tried calling it?
us three- yeah....
jule- um....well...(looks at us, embarassed; ash and i burst into laughter, knowing what's coming)
jule- well......it starts out.....saying.....um......(nervously) it's like 'give it to me baby....uh huh uh huh......'
hotel man- (cuts her off) how old are you?
jule-well....
hotel man- cause ain't nobody gonna be giving you nothing, i think.
(ash and i practically fall over, laughing)
me- no, no it's a song!
jule- it's that song....you know.....um.....pretty fly for a white guy?
hotel guy- what?
jule- its the song!
hotel guy- you bought it off a white guy?
ash- no, thats the name of the song!
hotel guy- oh! ok....well, i'll keep my eyes open for it.
us three- um.....thanks.....
(we continue to look around)
(3 minutes later)
hotel guy- and what were you girls doing in the conference room, anyway?
me- well.....you know, we saw those stairs and just felt the need to climb them.
hotel guy- yeah, but the stairs are all the way over there. (points)
me- well....yeah, but when we got up here, there was just this vast open space, and we had the uncontrollable urge to break into spontaneous dance.
hotel guy- i like the way you put that.
me- thank you. actually, we do that quite frequently. especially in school. scares the crap out of people, but we think it's fun.
(jule determines that it isn't up there, and we leave.)
turned out it was in the car, but damn that was a strange experience.
anyhoo.....i'll be stealing the pics from ash quite soon, i just need her to steal them from jule, so as soon as i get them, they're going up.
more to come!
-laaaaterx3
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