tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post7466026937242734165..comments2024-01-14T09:38:11.555-06:00Comments on peacock blue: You asked for it, you got itnonizambonihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381779175217605700noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-34952253859496113992008-02-05T09:58:00.000-06:002008-02-05T09:58:00.000-06:00I love this, absolutely love it! What an excellent...I love this, absolutely love it! What an excellent slice of life. You are a good writer.<BR/><BR/>JulieJuliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17693598787241469220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-33966819056168369362008-02-05T09:51:00.000-06:002008-02-05T09:51:00.000-06:00A (toe)nail-biting memoir there :-) Everyone shoul...A (toe)nail-biting memoir there :-) Everyone should have a go at this kind of job. Nothing teaches the work ethic better.<BR/> But it's so nice to move away from it.anthonynorthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06680944720744601697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-66599535849316576672008-02-04T06:23:00.000-06:002008-02-04T06:23:00.000-06:00I really enjoyed reading this account. The toe nai...I really enjoyed reading this account. The toe nail cracked me up.. I did laugh at the thought of that. Jane said that was the kind of thing I would have done. I used to clip my toe nails and leave them in a match box just so Jane would find them.. ho! she would go mad at me.. yet she fell for it many a time. Hard work and music... I think you are right it can go hand in hand. A lot of factories here in England would play the rabio through big speckers for the workers.. not to relieve the boredom but the thought the workers would work harder.<BR/>I enjoy your writing today..Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04167792394551286975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-74704835786910635152008-02-03T22:30:00.000-06:002008-02-03T22:30:00.000-06:00Once again your life stories draw me in and make m...Once again your life stories draw me in and make me ponder the eternal question -- if you were stranded on an island who would you take -- with little doubt it would be you if only to never miss even one of your tales. This one is richly written. I have a mundane job and music definitely gets me through the days.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12233155634614818489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-84016460690192224822008-02-03T20:12:00.000-06:002008-02-03T20:12:00.000-06:00Oh Yargh!!! I know I've had jobs that seriously......Oh Yargh!!! <BR/>I know I've had jobs that seriously... I don't have much recollection of.... the big old block out!<BR/><BR/>Loved the line... you knew where you were getting the flowers for your hair :^) (but you knew I'd love it, right?)Mariannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01500636360349398921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-11507099739988719122008-02-03T16:45:00.000-06:002008-02-03T16:45:00.000-06:00Better be careful what I leave in hotel rooms in f...Better be careful what I leave in hotel rooms in future! Great post, I really enjoyed reading it.Keith's Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13564578491652021492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-90808597018767206132008-02-03T15:46:00.000-06:002008-02-03T15:46:00.000-06:00I was a hotel maid in college! Once I found a feca...I was a hotel maid in college! Once I found a fecal contamination right in the middle of the bedspread! And I'm not talking about a little smear, either. The pay was terrible and the work would break your back! People are such filthy animals!Julie Kwiatkowski Schulerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00292349838507731268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983894689198056584.post-41008968180468328422008-02-03T14:42:00.000-06:002008-02-03T14:42:00.000-06:00Great post. I am sure that maids find some amazin...Great post. I am sure that maids find some amazing leavings. I would have to wear a decontamination suit to touch anything in an unmade hotel room. Even as a guest I strip the bedspread and never, ever lay on it. I have been told by reliable sources that they are never, ever washed. I have also seen what a black light reveals in a hotel room. Foul.myrtle beached whalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18338457419555984753noreply@blogger.com