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The Vanishing Shops

Vanishing Myth

Vanishing Identity?

A month ago, I could walk to any one of three Starbucks coffee shops within a 10-block radius of my house. Now, there is only one; the other two, just blank facades that still bore faint traces of the all-too-familiar logo.  This is part of the Seattle-based company’s decision to close 5% of its US Stores to help “boost the bottom line and its stock price.”

In a city like Portland, these closures will not likely be any hardship at all, what with the ubiquity of coffee shops from a variety of roasters seeming to mirror that of microbreweries.  But the two-tailed mermaid has been such a part of the Pacific Northwest’s identity that their disappearance — gradual or otherwise — would be felt.  One used to be able to say that, in the Pacific Northwest, there was a Starbucks “on every corner.”  That would not be true these days; at least, not in my neighborhood.

I enjoy other roasts — Stumptown, being another one I enjoy most — but Starbucks has been such a part of my own identity.  There was a time when you wouldn’t see me walking into work without a Starbucks cup in hand.  It became such a routine for me.  And even when I lived in PR, where the nearest Starbucks coffee shop was a twenty-minute walk from my condo, nothing would stop me from imbibing those tasty drinks.  (And, in PR, the drinks were “iced,” of course.)

Alas, there is nothing I can do with these changing times except to adapt.  At least there is still this one Starbucks location near my place that is very accessible.  And, since its location allows for mucho traffic, I don’t see them closing it any time soon.

Awkward Greetings Loop

I’m at a Starbucks when I witnessed this awkward greetings loop (or AGL, for short) between a female barista and a man whom it was clear she wasn’t too excited to see:

Man: “Hey!”

Barista: “Oh, hey…”

Man: “How are you?”

Barista: “Fine. Yourself?”

Man: “Doing good. You?”

Barista: “Uh, fine…”

I know that AGL’s are not uncommon.  Heck, I find myself in one all the time when my poor memory kicks in and I inadvertently inquire about a person’s well-being twice during the greeting (such as above).  And it shouldn’t be that awkward, but somehow it is.

Go Ahead, Punk. Make My Day.

Much like the airlines with their available seats, hotels generally sell more than their available inventory of rooms in order to ensure 100% occupancy.  This practice is industry-wide.  You would find even the swankiest of digs doing it.  And, why not?  Why would a hotelier want empty rooms?  “Heads in beds” is a mantra every hotelier is chanting, and overselling is one of the methods of achieving it.

How is this done? A hotel typically has cancellations or no-shows for their room reservations.  Hoteliers must look at historical data in order to “forecast” the number of expected cancellations and/or no-shows for any given date.  Then, the hotelier will “oversell” the hotel by or close to that number.  For example, if a 100 room hotel has shown an average cancellation of 10 rooms on the second Sunday of July, the hotelier will sell 110 rooms for that day, hoping that the same number of cancellations and/or no-shows occur.

What is the downside? Of course, this method can totally backfire if the forecast is wrong or the travel behavior suddenly changed for that year, which could end up with 10 people showing up at the hotel that is already fully booked.  This would generally result in those 10 people being “walked” to another hotel.  “Walking” or displacing a hotel guest is overall a discomforting experience both from the hotelier’s perspective and the guest’s.  There are plenty of reasons why hoteliers should never walk a guest inasmuch as there are reasons why they should.  And, if this experience is indeed bad for business, why hasn’t it ceased?

When is this not a good thing to you? “Walking” the guest often happens between midnight and 6am the following morning.  This means that you, the guest, have either been traveling all day or had to catch a red-eye flight to arrive where you did, which also means that you are already not in a great mood.  And, in spite of how beautifully that helpless third-shift Front Desk Agent or Manager describes the other hotel where you’ll be spending the night, all you want to do is get into bed.  This also does not benefit you if you were only in that city for that night and had to catch another early flight or make an early meeting at that hotel the following morning.  Being “walked” is also not a good thing to happen to guests who’ve saved up money and planned for months for their one night in a ultra phat joint.

How does this benefit you? If you happen to be one of those unlucky travelers who end up being walked, take heart.  Typically, you will be walked to another hotel of comparable value and it would often be for just one night.  Also, generally, the hotelier who has temporarily displaced you for that evening will pay for your accommodations at that other hotel, and would often include additional “bonuses” such as free breakfast, long-distance phone calls, etc.  They are, after all, trying to lessen the impact of the displacement.  Then, when you return to their hotel on the following day, you are often treated as royalty, sometimes given a room upgrade, welcome amenity, and other offerings.  After all, they are now trying to win you back.

Regardless of how may feel about it, “overselling” and “walking guests” will remain standard practices in the hotel industry.  If it happens to you, try not to view it too negatively and, instead, focus on the positives. :)

So, I’m Sick…

Well, I’ve warded it off for as long as I could — two months of being around sick co-workers, in fact — but I finally caught the bug.  It started Monday night and went full force this morning.  I’ve taken some acetaminophen and have been drinking tea like crazy.  My symptoms have improved somewhat but I know this cold just has to run its course.  What sucks is that I also have this nearly insatiable desire to run lately that now has to be temporarily stunted.  But, I suppose I should be happy that it took quite some time for my immune system to give in.  I should be happy with that, right?

Sigh.

Good Idea?

Within a 5-mile radius of my house, there are no less than a dozen Zipcars available.  The basic premise of the Zipcar is that it is a shared vehicle, which, for a fee, you can temporarily use in order to get around.  It’s a rental car without all the hassle.  The only downside is that you never know who used the Zipcar before you and are, therefore, not guaranteed of the vehicle interior’s condition.  Zipcar claims to maintain their vehicles very well, however.

A couple of years ago, whilst waiting for my vehicle to be transported from a former out-of-state residence, I contemplated using the Zipcar, but decided on a rental car instead.  In the end, the rental car just provided me with a bit more flexibility.

But the Zipcar will definitely come in handy for the occasional drivers or those whose lifestyle allows them the capability of not having to own a car, which does come with its own set of headaches (i.e. maintenance, insurance, etc.).

What do you think of this idea?  Is it one whose time has come?

Seventeen Hours

That’s the number of hours I’ll be at work tomorrow.  I know — WTF?  It’s all due to an event of mine where the clients have been exceptionally wishy-washy, decision-by-committee, bearing lots of last-minute changes.  They are also a charitable organization so I couldn’t necessarily turn my back on them.  The real meat of the event will actually not start until 530pm and will end at 10pm.  All the other hours are for set-up and teardown.  And it’s going to be a great event (if I do say so myself).  It’s just that, sometimes, when you break it down to number of hours of work, my job seems less fantastic.

Oh, well.  At least the weekend is coming. :)

Numb and Hungry

I got up from the dentist’s chair about an hour ago, and the left side of my lips and tongue are still numb. Don’t get me wrong; I am very thankful for the anesthesia. In fact, I din’t feel a thing today. (Hooray!) And I had two fillings. Two! That I went throught it not feeling a thing was magnificent. :) Unfortunately, I am hungry as hell right now, but don’t feel like eating because (a) the left side is usually where I chew my food and, although it wouldn’t have been an issue to chew on the right, (b) I am fearful that I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the food because I wouldn’t be able to fully taste it.

Presently, I am (partially) enjoying a cup of Stumptown coffee (decaf of course!). And, if I could videotape myself, I bet I look like a toothless old man every time I take a sip. I’m not certain if that’s exactly how it looks whenever I sip but because my lips and tongue are still numb, I have a feeling that they look as droopy and useless as they feel.

I’m afraid it’ll be another couple of hours more before the numbness dissipates dramatically enough for me to be able to enjoy the food I would eat.

Sigh.

What Do You See?

Let’s play Tree Trunk Rorschach!  Look at the image below of the tree trunk that has a portion of its bark chipped off.  What do you see?

If you saw a bacon mushroom double cheeseburger with a heaping side of french fries, me too!  What are the chances, huh?!

Will Street Musicians Still Exist in a Cashless Society?

A Dying Breed?

A Dying Breed?

A musician across the street is strumming his guitar and crooning something that sounded a little too much like Hootie & The Blowfish. His guitar case is open, a huge hand-painted cardboard placard rested atop it, proclaiming: “Please Stop To Listen, Enjoy the Music, Drop Some Change.”

As we move more and more toward being a cashless society, I wondered how these street musicians will make a living. Will they find a way to keep their tradition alive or will they simplly disappear?

I am at once saddened and piqued by this thought.

I wonder exactly how much the world will change once we arrive at the point when the bank notes will have no value whatsoever and commercial exchange can only be done by electronic means.  Some would argue that we are already at that point — what with debit cards, bankcards, and online purchasing.

What other changes — good or bad — are in store?

Photo Credit

Pandamonium

This has got to be among the funniest things I’ve ever seen:

http://kassota.wordpress.com/2008/09/13/happy-sunday/

Thanks to tam for presenting it on her blog. :)

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