Tinkerbell's maid service

I'm sitting in the lobby of my San Diego hotel waiting for my maid to clean my room because she didn't have the good sense to show up this morning when I was out touristing. Rude.

I like having a maid. You don't have to make your bed, clean your bathroom, wash towels, or clean your water glasses. You go out and Tinkerbell flies in, strikes one of her sassy Tinkerbell poses, flicks her bathroom cleaning wand and ta-da!

Although it's a bit annoying when hotels make you feel guilty for wanting fresh towels. They tell you to reuse them, because of the shortage of hemp washing machines in California or whatever, but they give you very limited options to hang your towels. You're the ones running a damn hotel, people; don't make me responsible for your poor life choices and need for an eco-friendly lifestyle.