Face Value

Friday night I was given the gift of 4 hours alone in a hotel room in Sacramento while my friend attended a rehearsal dinner for a wedding the next day. Now none of you probably have any idea my fascination with hotel rooms but I just love unpacking and putting all of clothes and beauty products away as if it's my fresh new place to live. The idea of throwing towels on the floor and having them regenerate into cleans ones hung on the towel bar when I return is so gratifying. I don't feel I need to be productive or social when I'm staying in a hotel, it's my private time-out.
After jumping on the bed and leaping from one bed to another, I was going through the freebie toiletries in the bathroom and along with the 'made just for the Radisson' lotion, shower cap, and oatmeal face soap I discovered this incredibly soft wash cloth with a band of paper around it that read Asiria Body Care. I rubbed the delicate fabric against my cheek. This was nice! Being the extraordinarily thoughtful person I am, and knowing what a toiletry freak my friend is, I knew my she'd love to indulge in a super soft face cloth so I decided to call housekeeping and have them bring one of these little treasures to the room. I dialed zero and asked for another Asiria body care face cloth, not one of the regular white ones hanging on the towel bar, but one of the baby smooth ivory ones that was placed in the vanity area so it's not to consort with the generic starchy white face cloths. A few moments later an elderly man appeared at the door holding a generic white face cloth and hand towel. "We didn't know which one you needed so we brought both" he said generously. "Actually I was hoping to get one of the ivory ones that I found on the vanity, the Asiria body care cloths, they're much gentler", I replied longingly. The man's brow wrinkled and he looked at me as if I was from Mars. "Are you talking about the the shoe shine mitt"? Why in the world was it labeled body care I thought to myself. In a micro-second I answered "Oh my gosh, my friend thought that was a face cloth and asked me to get more". We shared a chuckle and he assured me he could get me another. I was laughing so hard when I tried telling the story to my friend when she returned that night, I sounded like I was having an asthma attack.