A great story was told to me that I must pass on. It’s a classic. It’s about the New GM Douche Bag.

The second shift front desk clerk was going about their business when the sheriff comes out to the front desk. As it happens the New GM Douche Bag was out in the lobby and sees that the sheriff is behind the desk. “What are you still doing here?” the new gm asks the sheriff.

The sheriff responds “I’m here to help with the check ins.”

The New GM Douche Bag replies “I don’t see the need for you being here. Go home. The second shift desk clerk is very capable of handling the check ins. Are you trying to impress me?”

Which at this point in the story I’m laughing my ass off and didn’t hear the end. I wasn’t going to write one word about this New GM Douche Bag. But then I went and forgot to turn on the Idiot Page again after playing with some stuff on the site. The New GM Douche Bag by luck came to the site at the right time and left two comments on past articles. Which is really all I’ll have to say on this subject. I write about the retarded shit that happens at the hotel. I don’t cover this kind of stuff. It’s the best compliment I can give.