When I came into work last night I found another interesting memo. My old buddy John , who had been night manager, was shit canned yesterday. I had been into work around two o’clock to pick up my check and no one had said anything. I stopped in Wednesday night after seeing a movie and talked to John then. He didn’t say anything about getting fired. So it seems that this was a kind of a spur of the moment thing. Its sad that this has to happen whatever the reason. John knew what he was doing, and in the hotel that’s always nice. He could work the desk, he could run the restaurant. He had been there longer than me. I’m Just about the only one left who remembers the “old days”. So it goes. Anyway I’ve got two copies of the memo. Click the thumbs to enlarge.