Putting the Hot in Hotel

by Susan on February 4, 2014


I speak to a lot of hoteliers, which is usually so much fun.  I recently presented at a great conference and, while it was fun, I did encounter some challenges.  Here is a poem about my experience:

Pouring forth the smoke of a thousand blown-out candles from your bulb, you drew my eye, LCD Projector.

Glowing a pale orange, you kissed my face as you floated past, Giant Fiery Cinder Falling from the Ceiling.

Colder than the Polar Vortex outside, you ran your shivery fingers all over me, Meeting Room.

With strobing flashes of light in the middle of my speech, you made me forget myself, Fire Alarm.


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