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July 29, 2005
Bye-Bye Bar Exam, Hello Sydney
I've wasted no time in putting the bar exam behind me. Approximately six hours after my fellow Ontario, California test-takers and I were released from the Ontario Convention Center, I was aboard a Qantas flight to Sydney! Just some quick thoughts about my pleasant stay at the Hilton hotel in Ontario, California.
If you ever want to stay in a full-service hotel in Ontario, California, may I suggest NOT staying at the Hilton. The night before the first day of the bar exam, I decided to take advantage of the "fill out this card and hang it on the door if you want room service in the morning" option. I asked that my breakfast be delivered between 7:15 and 7:45 and actually hand-wrote, "7:30 would be great." What time do you think my breakfast arrived? 7:30? 7:15? 7:45? 8:00? Try NEVER! At 7:45, I called and told the idiot who answered the phone that I had ordered breakfast and was curious as to when it would arrive. Her response, "Oh, we got so many orders that we're not going to be able to fill them." After hearing that wonderful answer, I just hung up the phone.
On Tuesday night, I decided that I should get a hotel wake-up call for Wednesday morning just in case the Deer Assassin forgot to call me or overslept himself. Naturally nobody from the hotel actually called.
Then of course there was the time I ordered room service and asked if the hotel had any fruit plates. Here was the exchange.
Room Service Operator: "Yes, we do. Would you like one?"
Thinking Fool: "Well, could you tell me what fruit you have?"
Room Service Operator: "Whatever is in season."
Thinking Fool: "Well, what's in season right now?"
Room Service Operator: "I think all we have is strawberries."
Thinking Fool: "Oh, so if I order this, I'll only get strawberries?"
Room Service Operator: "Yes."
Thinking Fool: "Okay, that sounds great. I'd like to order a fruit plate then because I'm actually craving strawberries."
Fifty minutes later, I received my fruit plate (to go along with other food I ordered). I'd LOVE to be able to tell you that they were the best strawberries I have ever had. I'd love to be able to tell you they were even good strawberries. Hell, I wish I could even tell you they were horrible strawberries. Alas, I didn't get ANY strawberries. Instead, I received watermelon, pineapple, and some sort of melon. Yes, indeed, the Hilton Ontario is a first-class operation.
Comments
Sounds like Paris is running that one herself.
Posted by: The Attractive Nuisance at July 29, 2005 10:18 PM
That's hot.
Hope the flight was nice. Qantas never had a crash.
Posted by: Neel Mehta at July 31, 2005 01:23 AM
What a fucking joke.
Posted by: Oregon Tillamook at August 3, 2005 12:27 AM
Good ideeeeeea? Good ideeeeeea to rely on hotel room service for meals during the bar exam? NO! NEVER!
Posted by: Professor Honigsberg at August 8, 2005 06:10 PM
