Often
the hotel had an integral nightclub that pumped dreadful beat music into the
early hours. It wasn’t just the sound
that upset, though the repetitive beat – like those terrible mobile discos
driven by baseball-capped youths that use our avenue as a racing strip into the
wee small hours – does tend to infuriate and exacerbate wakefulness.
The
thought that others were having a good time while I was locked up in my lonely
hotel room usually drove off all thoughts of slumber. Then there was the fact that a bar was still
serving downstairs. No degree of
concentration on the busy day tomorrow could drive off these thoughts and
induce sleep.
I
have had years of experience in attempting to overcome these obstacles. So I just knew
I could fulfil the essential criteria for this advertised post.
The
Hilton Hotel chain wished to appoint a Director of Sleep for the benefit of its
guests. The job would pay £60000 a year
and the successful applicant would be required to examine bedsprings and
mattresses, all bedrooms’ lighting, colour patterns and soundproofing. Indeed he (or she – though I expect they’d
baulk at appointing a woman to such a post – surely they’d be beset with
complaints of guests demanding a little extra ‘participation’ between the
sheets?) would have to personally test most beds, requiring many hours of
sleeping in different rooms.
Now
I’m a world expert on sleeping. I never
rise before afternoon if I can help it!
I
have many thoughts on how to accommodate different guests.
Indeed
I am in possession of dozens of half full boxes of sleeping pills. I once did a First Aid Course with the Boy
Scouts, so I’m confident that would qualify me to dispense these!
I
also have a Beginners’ Aerobics Qualification, and often all the guest needs is
a fifteen-minute strenuous physical exercise routine.
There
are other physical activities I like to indulge in when in the bedroom but
these are too personal to note here. Anyway she’d have to be really attractive, willing and ...
.. now I’m just dreaming ….
..... which
is what my guest wants to be!
I
could sit at their bedside and read them stories, as I used to do for my
children.
I
could sing lullabies also, though I’d like to choose to whom I’d do either of
these!
But
I’d be in the position to match the room numbers with the guest reservation
list and decide which policy might best suit the person and the occasion.
You
know, the more I think of it, the more I’m convinced this is my ideal job.
Would
you put in a word for me?
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