Thursday, November 20, 2008

well this is a first.

I'm in Williamsburg. At the conference. About to get in bed.

I just was getting ready to go to sleep and guess what I forgot? My toothpaste. So like any hotel patron I called the front desk and ask and do you know what they said?

"No. The front desk opens at eight. Have a nice night."

In a pinch a tiny tiny bit of Burt's Bees' citrus spice, orange peel whatever bar soap (which I don't think they make anymore) isn't that bad.

I can't believe I'm staying in a hotel that doesn't have toothpaste in case their guests forget it. yeesh.


David said...

You need to see this, if you have not already:

That is cool. Your teeth-brushing story made me think of it.

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