Friday, July 20, 2007
Blame the bedspread.

So I though I lost my license once we left New Hampshire. Turns out I didn’t. But that won’t keep me from going off on something that I see in most hotel and motel chains:
Really funky bed spreads in obnoxious patterns and dark colors.
This is why the majority of people lose shit. They can’t find it in in all that visual quicksand. Oh sure. You check in after a long day and what’s the first thing you do after scoping out the location of the ice maker: throw your stuff on the bed. (Or a second bed if you have two doubles.)
And what happens next?
Try as you might the next morning to grab everything and check out, something gets hidden in plain site on that stupid spread. Keys. Money. Cell. Al Qaida could be sitting there but you wouldn’t know it.
So, to add to the previous idea for
restyling of S8, let’s opt for either a nice solid gray or a tan. No black. No whacky Victorian patterns. Please. Do it for your country.
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