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I'm a student in Los Angeles, CA and I grew up in a motel all my life. My parents own it. Here is more about me.

Friday, January 4, 2008

No vacancy pendejo.

It is almmost 11 at night and we stop renting rooms when the sign has a no vacancy. That's just how my mom and dad do it. If it isn't a guest buzzing us, then we don't rent rooms out if we aren't vacant and usually don't even answer the window, but I saw the guy thrugh the curtain and I think he saw me. People don't understand that even if we are home it doesn't mean we are open. I was watching tv in the famaly room and this stupid idiot starts bbanging on the window. It's raining and he wasn't a guest, and he didn't buzz us like the guests are asked to do if they need something after 6:30 at night. I told him through the window that we are not vacant and I pointed to the No Vacancy sign but he still asked, "There's no vacancy?" He's all showing this money to me and whatever there's no vacancy.

Duhh. I said, "No we don't have any more rooms available." I missed the last of my show and it pissed me off. Now I am off to bed. I wish we had a sign or something for the window. I'm gonna ask my dad tomorrow.

Sincerely,
Veracruz

PS
The suicide ghost just appeared outside. Just half his body shows and it's weird. He used to scare me but I don't even care anymore. he's like anybody else walking through the parking lot.

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