Hotel Diaries: Friday Afternoon

On Fridays, the small British hotel managerimages (32)

rides the elevator constantly holding a coffee

with creamer and two sugars,

and she says, “You know what tonight is?”

 

The afternoon maid shrugs,

equally aware that Friday has arrived,

but might be less excited because she

must work on Saturday.

 

“It’s date night,” said the British manager,

biting her lip and raising her eyebrow to

infer something almost certainly sexual.

“I’m going to get it on.”

This latest statement confirmed

she did indeed, mean to suggest sex.

 

The afternoon maid shrugs,

and we all enter the elevator together,

and ride in silence down to the lobby.

About derekberry

Derek Berry is a novelist, poet, and student located in Charleston, SC.

Posted on October 9, 2013, in Education, personal, Poems, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. This is great. Well written.

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