I snuck behind the service entrance and found a bunch of fruit trees, and now I have to sneak back to my hotel room without anyone knowing I stole their lemons.
@thatbilloakley I feel like you might know a little bit about lemon tree theft and could really use your help on this, buddy.
Found a secret path that might get me back to my room undetected! If I don’t tweet again today, it means I died in here.
Snuck through the north hotel buildings completely undetected! Now to make it to the south building.
Anyone know what these berries are? Safe to put these in my pants?
Think I found a back entrance? So far so good.
SUCCESS! I’m in the south building, but I was almost spotted. There is a person with a large wagon right outside my room so I’ll need to wait this out next to the ice machines.
I made it! Look at all the fruit I fit in my pants! Now I’m going to eat them in the shower like a motherfucking champion.
So eating oranges in the shower was not as fun as I anticipated. I mean, it was fine, but not great.
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The other day I had an issue with my @Chime account and called customer service. The woman who helped me was exemplary: kind, helpful, and responsive. I told her that, and she started crying. How cruel have we become that a simple "thank you" causes tears of gratitude?
Here's a simple rule I'm shocked everybody doesn't know: when you're nice to customer service agents, they will go above and beyond to help you. They are NOT the company you're angry at. They are human beings making a shit salary, and don't deserve to be treated cruelly.
Remember their name, and use it. Constantly say thank you, and tell them how much you appreciate their hard work. During pauses, ask them about where they live, their kids, or simply how their day is going. You will be amazed how many doors this will open for you.
Okay so who’s ready to have their entire Christmas fucked up with the story behind my clown art? You guys better have a fainting couch close at hand, because hoo boy are you going to need it.
Even though I only started drawing last month, this story starts three years ago, just before Christmas, with me in an antique store frantically trying to figure out what to get my husband. It’s hard to shop for a man you’ve been with for (at the time) 14 years!
Sure, I could buy him some mindless “dad” bullshit online, but we’re talking the love of my life here. My best friend in the whole wide world. I hoped that maybe I could dig something unique at a dusty madhouse of and antique store, and… I found it. The perfect gift.
I missed my connecting flight so I have to stay overnight at O'Hare and let me tell you guys being practically alone in an airport is fucking AMMAAAZZZIIIIINNNNGGG.
If I was rich, I'd buy plane tickets but never go anywhere just so I could hang out in the airport overnight. I'm hanging out with the custodial staff, skipping down the moving sidewalk, finding little secret nooks I can pretend are forts. This is the BEST.
OH AND THEY'RE PLAYING CHRISTMAS CAROLS ALL NIGHT LONG IT'S A WINTER WONDERLAND BITCHES
The @AthleticBrewing press trip ends today and I JUST remembered I can take pictures of my #Pokemon at this fancy hotel where the cheapest room costs $899 a night. Let me know your favorite Pokémon and if it’s in my Pokédex, I’ll send you pics!
Zekrom’s in the lounge and he is DTF
Muk is most DEFINITELY staying here for the drugs.
I heard there are pomelos somewhere on the property so I brought my bag to this fancy beer pairing dinner and will go sneaking around after dessert. I don’t even want to eat these things. Im addicted to the thrill of the hunt.
I had to sneak through another bush and duck under some stuff, but I found fruit!
Got back to my room and housekeeping arranged my pants fruit so pretty!
This hotel has a croquet area where I saw a bunny, so I will be ignore everything @AthleticBrewing has planned while I chase this bunny around the property.
This is the first press trip I’ve ever been invited on and it’s probably going to be the last, isn’t it.
Lest you people think I’m joking I am absolutely hiding in a bush at a 5-star resort looking for a rabbit while holding a copy of Lord of the Rings.