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June 14, 1999
I would like to stay at your hotel sometime in June. I know this sounds silly because as you can see from my return address, I live a mere two blocks from you. You see sirs, I have what my therapist calls an extreme fear of change and new environments. At our last session (over 50 minutes) he gave me the assignment of staying in a nearby hotel for a night because he thinks it will help me overcome my fear. I admit I am very nervous about this, but I also think this will be a good thing for me to get out of my comfort zone a little bit and see how I fare. So I'm taking this first step and writing to you today to see if any empty rooms are available in June. Please don't be afraid to tell me that your rooms are all full because I can do this in July or December if that is better for you. By "empty" rooms I mean ones with no furnishings in them. I would like to have movers take all of the stuff from my apartment and put it in your empty hotel room. I've seen these men work before and they are very courteous and clean and they would not disrupt the hotel as they hauled in all my belongings. I'd like to hang my pictures too but I promise to repair any holes I make before I leave. I also wanted to know if it is ok for me to have my mail and phone forwarded to your hotel for that day. Would there be a problem with that? And is it possible to disable the cable channels in the room? I don't have cable at home. Is it ok if I go home at any time if I feel like I'm beginning to have an episode? Will my nightly rate be the same if this happens? It's nice to know that my apartment is a mere 324 steps from your hotel. (I've counted them) I'm eager to stay in your hotel environment for a night and push my limits a little. Please write back to me and let me know if any rooms are available and if it's ok to make the arrangements I specify above. Thank you Holiday Inn for caring about your patrons whether they be out of town visitors or even good local folk with neurotic hurdles to clear. I'm proud to have you in the neighborhood. Baby-steps, Rudy Schumann |