In the movie "As Good As It Gets," the character played by Jack Nicholson is informed that one of his finer qualities is his willingness to humiliate himself. I can really identify with that sentiment. Over the years, as hard as I have tried to perfect my role as a gracious and hospitable innkeeper, that pesky quality occasionally escapes to the forefront. Those moments tend to make for great stories and some of you have heard me tell this one before. It is still my favorite embarrassing moment.
One weekend we had a full house of folks that came as strangers but were now clicking. It happens occasionally and always makes for a fun time. The decision was made to gather in the Common Room and watch a movie. Since no one had ever seen one of our favorite comedies (and a great parody of the old singing cowboy movies), Rustler's Rhapsody, we chose that as a "must see."
Early on in the movie, there is a scene in the saloon where a stranger walks up to the town drunk at the bar and, cigar in hand, asks for a light. The drunk looks up, smiles and says, "Yeah, my face and your butt." The stranger looks perplexed and then walks off. After a moment, the drunk talking out loud to himself says, "Wait a minute...its not a light. Its a match. And it not my face...but your face...and my butt."
Fast forward thirty minutes and I have to come to the office to answer the phone. Just as I am about to re-join the group, one of the guests walks up to the desk and asks if I have a match. I laugh and say, "Yeah, your face and my butt."
I just get silence and a perplexed look.
I shake my head and ask, "You aren't in there watching the movie, are you?"
Nope. He just came down looking for matches to light the candles in his room.
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