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Date: 05 April 2006 05:52:33
This here blog has chronicled my adventures with one we call Surly. Well it seems good people that Surly has a brother and we will call him Surly. Surly is a young man who works at the hotel we are currently staying. He works the morning shift. Everytime some one rings the bell for his attention he gets a slightly angry look on his dialand goes and serves them. Also if you ask for anything he automatically seems in a huff. You can constantly hear him walking the halls by the sound of the slap of his sandals. I failed to mention he is dressed immaculately in his bula shirt (hawaiian shirt) and man skirt and he is as is said here in the islands a little .5 (which is code forbeing half a man if you get my drift).
Apart from meeting the whim of the ten or so people who are staying here currently Slappy does the flowers. Everywhere you lookhe has cut palm leaves decoratively and placed other tropical flowers around in vases made from polishing old artillery shell casings. He also places hibiscus flowers in these as well. There would be about 100 hibiscus used here every day. Maybe that is why he is so slappy.
Till Next Time Don't Be So Slappy and Smile,
Chops