Little Bit Fancy

The hotel I work at is a little bit fancy. Because it is a little bit fancy, it supplies robes to its patrons. And shampoos and lotions in little bottles. The patron is charged if he or she takes a towel or a robe, that is how precious the thread count is, which is pretty precious, I guess, because on more than one occasion, I have searched for a robe or a towel, and not been able to find it, and then I have to report it to my manager, Jo, short for Joanne.

The robes are white. They have little side pockets. I imagine that they are not funny if someone tries one on in an attempt to be funny. Unless, that person sticks their hands into the side pockets. That would be funny!

Wouldn't that be funny!