Don’t Waffle Over Wrong

If it's gonna suck, don't pretend it ain't.

I got back to my hotel room after dinner tonight and it smelled like an ashtray. As I was suspiciously sniffing the connecting door to the next room (which, like mine and, in fact, the whole hotel is supposed to be non-smoking only), I heard a boisterous group of young guys coming out of the elevators, down the hall and – uh oh – the sound of the door next to mine opening.

Of course this would be the night I have to get up early for a breakfast meeting with a customer where I need to be alert and supportive. I thought about it for about 3 seconds, picked up the phone, very politely explained the situation and asked if maybe they could move me. They were (thank you, Hyatt) happy to accommodate the change and apologized sweetly, even though it isn't even their fault.

25 minutes later, after a quick pack up (and a fun trip in the cool industrial-looking service elevator to avoid having to go down floors to get over to the other tower), I have a lovely fresh and sweet-smelling room on the 30th floor which is going to have a great view to compensate for the early alarm. It's quiet and I'm happy. Yes, I had the mild inconvenience of packing & unpacking, but it took 10-15 minutes at most and I would have spent way longer than that being annoyed by the ashtray stink and the noise from next door.

Don't  hesitate to optimize your world when it will save you unhappiness and won't add to anyone else's.

Author: dinahsanders

Author. Discardian. Defender of life, liberty, & the pursuit of happiness. she/her

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