Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Sorry, didn't catch your name.

We all have them. We get to know them and sometimes we meet up with them over coffee or lunch. We talk on the phone, and text back and forth all day about stupid stuff like old men passing us in the pharmacy line.

I'm talking about online friends.

But for those of us that do choose to meet them in person, normally don't go into it blind. We know their real names (or at least the ones they make up to lead us on.) And we choose to meet somewhere public. Where there are people around to witness should Raven wants to practice her DIY Vasectomy techniques, or they turn out to be some creepy guy obsessed with lotion.

Tonight, this punk looking kid comes in the front door. He kinda reminds me of a friend that used to sit on his computer playing WOW all day. He and his friends thought a party was packing up your desk top computer and going to a friends house, so you and 5 other people can sit in the same room playing WOW. The best quote from this friend was "WOW is like real life. It's a new adventure everyday!"

So in comes this guy. I'd say early 20s if even that old. Wearing over sized pants for his straight lined waist and hips and a long stretched out black wife beater. He had a smooth face, so he mush have shaved, or hasn't yet gotten the gift of hair on his face, or chest for that matter. He looks like the guy that spends too much time in his mom's basement playing WOW or the old NES system.

He asked me where a room was. I found it hard to contain my look of "oh my god this is some kind of joke right?" I ask him for the name of the person in the room. Maybe he was at the wrong hotel? I didn't want to send him to someone's room after dark. He didn't know the name of the person he was looking for. Again... fighting the raised eyebrow of "you are a moron," while he scrolls through his phone looking for the guy's name. So I then call the room and ask the kid his name. He tells me his name but then says "He probably will know me by my screen name."  This time I know I couldn't hold back the "this is too funny!" look.

I gave him directions, and he fumbled with his cheap smokes and other random things he was carrying. I hope he realizes the room is non-smoking. I kinda feel sorry for housekeeping on this one. What if the screen name he was referring too is from an adult site? We don't need any more poo covered hotel rooms anytime soon.