Thursday, May 21, 2009

And So It Begins......

As I sit here marinating in my own sweat, I once again ask myself why I thought this might be fun. The nice gentleman with the white hair is awash with indecision. Not having bothered to make reservations for a holiday weekend he is lucky to have happened in to find me with two cancellations. He has gone for a third look at the available sites......... I wait, longing to jump into the shower and get all the grass clipping and sweat off my body. To make matters worse, I made a quick trip to the potty and thought it would feel good to splash cold water on my face. It did indeed feel wonderful....until I grabbed the hand towel to pat my face dry. Diesel. Smells like diesel. Love of my life must have "washed" his hands, then dried them. So here I sit smelling of sweat and diesel waiting for this man to make up his mind. Could this be a preview of what's to come?

The call for directions last night did not arrive until 9:39. I stayed open for them. Most folks thank me profusely for this consideration. Not her. She was all aglow about their supper they had stopped and had. It was so good they lingered longer than they should have and treated themselves to dessert. Why she felt the need to tell me this I don't know. She was one of those women who are so self absorbed that they forget the world does not revolve around them. I checked her in and headed for the shower and then bed. I drew her a map (all my sites are numbered) and gave her very specific instructions. I knew she wasn't listening to me and I guess I should have made her repeat it all back, given that she seemed to be enchanted with the sound of her own voice.

As I was closing the curtains in my bedroom I watched them pull into the site. I gave them the easiest one. I then took a rather long shower to soothe my aches and pains. Took my time and shaved my legs. During the shower I heard some one knocking on the house door. The dogs were going berserk and I totally ignored it. I dried and went to get my night shirt, peeked out the window. They were still trying to maneuver into the site! It was a pull-thru, for heaven's sake! The name says it all, you pull in, stop, hook up the necessary hoses and you are done. I watched a few seconds of this, chuckling to myself. Went on with my evening of dog cuddling and TV. At 10:30 I hear the roar of the diesel engine as they pull back around the park to make a second attempt at parking the thing. They didn't wave as they left this morning and I find myself not caring that they will probably not be return customers.

I am off to the shower, just a quick one. My white haired gent will have to go home and think about it........ He promised to call me later. I wait with bated breath!

8 comments:

Lover of Life said...

It sounds like it's going to be quite the weekend. I'm hiding at home. We have bunches that come to visit here, too.

scarlethue said...

Oh it is a holiday weekend isn't it. I forgot. I'll be working Monday too.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

LoL-Hide? I wish. I keep sane by having a running dialogue in my head of all the things I would like to say, but can't.

Scarlet-Monday I will be singing my song as they all pack up to leave. In the meantime I will just try to get by...........

Missy said...

You're hilarious! I hate to think what people have thought about us when we've been to campgrounds. We're rookies!

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Missy-the rookies don't bother me so much. I was a rookie once, too. It is the ever demanding ones who think my only reason to exist is to serve them that bug me.

ellen abbott said...

I'm afraid I wouldn't be a very successful camp ground owner. I'd have run all my customers off after yelling at them for their insensitive stupidity. Although I am very good with my own customers. Husband has standing instructions to keep his mouth shut.

lovelyprism said...

Wow sounds like a rough couple of days. Good luck with the weekend! Self absorbed people are the worst! And you bet your bippy there's an overabundance of them traveling this weekend.

Erik's RV Blog said...

See, this is how I know I couldn't do it, just as she would be saying why she is so late I would explain to her that I was waiting for them and stayed open "just for them" while they were lingering and having a great time....

I'd probably go outside and mention that it's a pull-through spot, should I find a five year old to help them? Not so sure how well I could keep all of that inside.

You are much nicer than you give yourself credit for.

Erik