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One Man’s Trash Is… Another Man’s Trash Hotel | Blacksburg, VA, USA
Hotel guest: *glances at front desk* “Do you have any newspapers?”
Me: “If there aren’t any out on the counter, we’re all out.”
Hotel guest: “Are you sure?”
Me: “Yes sir, I’m sure. If I had any more, I assure you they’d be sitting there on the counter.”
Hotel guest: ”Okay, is there one in there?” *points to trashcan behind the front desk*
Me: ”Um, sir… are you asking if there are any newspapers… in the trash?”
Hotel guest: “Yes.”
Me: ”Um… well… sir… I don’t think you want to look through here, there’s food and all sorts of gross–”
Hotel guest: “I want to look through there for a newspaper.”
Me: ”Um, okay…”
(He brings the trash to the front and starts digging through it.)
Hotel guest: ”UGH! This trash is DISGUSTING!” *storms off*
(There was a gas station literally 100 feet away from the hotel. This guy would rather dig through the trash for a newspaper than walk up the street and buy one.)
...idk, I just found it funny.
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