I forget to put up my do not disturb sign, to embarrassing results

I have some updates on the Mex vacation (having too much fun to blog last week) and some more videos, but I am currently in California for work (sucked, got home late sunday night, was on a plane monday morning for Cali, no idea how I used to travel like this all the time) and the hotel JUST NOW got their internet fixed so I haven't been able to write anything...

Anyway, quick but funny story. Last night I asked the hotel to reboot their router as that's what my diagnostics were saying was the problem. Instead of doing that they put me on the phone with some poor moron from ibahn who walked me through a series of useless steps (he was obviously reading off cards or something because any time I tried to divert his attention to my findings he freaked out). After about 5 minutes of that bullshit I was like "do me a favor - call the hotel and tell them to reboot the router". Which he did.

So they sent a maintenance guy to my room who crawled under the desk and watched as I showed him the diagnostics results and then stood there looking at my computer going "hmmmm" as if he could somehow solve the problem by staring at my computer with a dumb expression on his face. Finally I was like "why don't you go reboot the router" and he said he would. Minutes, and then an hour went by as I watched the router, which was still online. Finally I gave up on the router ever being rebooted, ate a pizza and then two mangoes, and started watching "stardust memories".

I was watching with my headphones in because I don't like to disturb people (I hate it when someone in the room next to me is blasting the TV or video games on a computer). It was totally silent in my room. About an hour into the movie I started farting because of the mangoes. I decided to record one of my farts to text to FH (this is something we do, I know, very mature for two almost 44 year olds). I wanted to impress him so I really let it rip. Right as I finished there was a knock at my door. I was like "oh god" and decided to sit still in the hopes the knocker would go away. No such luck, the person kept knocking. So finally I opened the door...

...and there was the maintenance guy, barely able to keep a straight face, letting me know that he had forgotten to reboot the router. I felt bad for him because he was trying to be professional even though both of us obviously wanted to die laughing. Which I did as soon as I closed the door. I am sure he heard me. I'm sure half the hotel heard that fart. FH said he held the phone up to his ear because my farts are usually not that loud and he texted me that my fart ruptured his ear drum.

And now I think I will go get some sushi.