room service

so one of the perks of moonlighting at a hotel in a relatively famous resort town is that you get to occasionally rub elbows with celebs. while the chances of running into tom-kat or brangelina at the prospector marriott are slim to none, there's still a fair amount of b-listers who check-in nightly. about a month ago, we had the eagles. i wasn't working, plus i really only like one of their cds and so it wasn't a really big deal for me. however, while working room service last night, i did deliver a pot roast, a new york, and a chicken caesar salad to this lady, her husband, and their daughter...


that's right, it's the lady from the 'bourne identity' series and 'the notebook.' she's the mean mom in 'the notebook,' yet not so mean in real life. while her husband didn't leave an extra tip, i did find the situation very amusing since she and her family were parked up, in the room, watching wiley miley in 'the last song.' that is the absolute truth, i would not make that up. my only regret is not chiming in and saying, 'last song is okay, but it's no notebook (awkward laugh).' the rest of the night was pretty un-eventful.

by far the best celeb encounter at the marriott was when i got to serve 'naughty by nature,' but that deserves a post to itself so check back soon.