So They Actually Think All "Rich" People Are Stupid?

Or Maybe There's Just Not Enough Of Us To Go Around?


This morning finds me trying to make some advance travel plans relating to my latest "forensic injuneering" adventure...this time happening somewhere near the city of Indianapolis, Indiana the first week in December.

I've also been told that I don't have to follow my urge to "slum it" and fly on the cheapest Orbits or Travelocity flight and stay in the Holiday Inn express next to the warehouse district or sleep in a rental car in a grocery store parking lot (don't ask...).

So now I'm looking at nicer hotels in a city I've only visited two or three times in my life and you know the one thing which strikes me as amazing?

The idiots running hotels operated by national chains renting rooms costing hundreds of dollars per night want to charge me a "FEE" for high speed Internet access.

My little Missy the Turbo Pup has high speed Internet access here on the banks of the Mighty Tennessee River on a 24/7 basis, and I'll be damned if I'm staying in any hotel that has the audacity to make high speed Web access an option and charge me extra for the privilege.

Which brings me in a roundabout way back to this morning's topic...swanky hotels with weird ideas about what people with more than the minimum funding are willing to pay for.

More specifically, why do Hotels in big cities (particularly the so-called "convention" hotels) always want to charge extra for things like PARKING and Internet?

Charge extra for PARKING?

How do they they thaink that I arrived at their hotel located so far away from the airport that they don't have a "FREE shuttle service?"

Wagon Train?

Stage Coach?

Ankle express?

And in today's world how do they think that I might be communicating with Pat & Missy the Turbo Pup and my Mom and most of all my Clients and my co-workers?

Carrier Pigeon?

Teletype?

Telegram?

Why don't they just go for broke and put an extra price tag on the toilet paper in my room, that copy of the partisan leftest USA Today newspaper they insist on sliding under my door each morning, and while they're at it they could probably find an accountant willing to charge me for unclogging the sink and bathtub drain after I check out--removing all of my ever greying long hair which fell off of my ever balding head while I wasted time worrying about crap like hotel Internet fees.

Oh...oh.aaaahhhhhhAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.

Is it just ME?

Even when I'm spending lots of other people's money, unlike our government officials I refuse to waste it just because I have control over its final disposition.

dammit...