Eventually, the brothers went to rehab and worked through their demons. Today, they lead low-profile lives and work the front desk of a Paris hotel. Snow Miser works the day shift and Heat Miser works at night. Yep. Or at least that's how I explain the temperature in our room.
When I first got to Paris, Steve had a run-of-the-mill room in a Marriott by the airport. It was nice and looked like any other hotel room in the U.S. Once we were on "our" time, we had reservations at a Best Western in town. The room was quaint (realtor talk for small) but clean and it suited us fine.
That held true except for the heat and air. Many hotels didn't even have air conditioning, so we were glad to have it, but there was no thermostat in the room. We were told the front desk controlled it. Well, during the day, apparently it was ON. It was so cold, you could have hung meat! So I went to bed with my PJs and my socks on with the blanket pulled up to my neck. I awoke a few hours later sweating like a Biggest Loser contestant hiking up a hill with Jillian on my back! Apparently, during the night, the air is OFF. I stripped off the covers and my PJs to get some relief. I enacted the fine, Southern tradition of flipping my pillow over to the cool side.This temperature trauma was repeated for Sunday and Monday nights as well.
As for the Miser brothers...they had a deal in the works with E! to make a "True Hollywood Story," but then the shit hit the fan with Jon and Kate and, well, I don't expect their phone to be ringing anytime soon.
3 comments:
You didn't mention the French tradition of secretly videotaping naked Americans flopping around in sweaty bed linens.
The way you put this is HILARIOUS!!!
I always wandered what happened to those trouble making brothers!
:)
Sounds like they got the air schedule backwards! I can't sleep when I am hot.
Post a Comment