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November 2018
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Tales from the Front Desk Located at Neste Auto Glass
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The Mirror By Aimee Kimmey
For some reason it made her flesh crawl just a bit. It was such an unusual sight; it was a little unsettling. After a moment she decided she needed somebody else to see this. Leaving her cart in the hall, she made the short walk to the front desk. “This is kinda freaky, you gotta check this out...” She said peeking around the corner. The front desk was deserted of customers. The clerk looked eager for something to do. She hopped up to follow Rosie. Back in 135, the two of them stared at the back of the mirror, “What the hell?” The front desk clerk asked.
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“I know! Have you ever seen anything like it?” The front desk clerk pondered a moment, “Wasn’t this the timid lady with all the phobias? She must’ve changed rooms three times!” “The tiny one? That thing has to weigh more than her! How’d she even get it off the wall?” Rosie’s head was buzzing with questions now. The front desk clerk shook her head, “I have no idea...”
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Friday. Room 135. 11:23 a.m. Rosie had been the head of housekeeping for a long time. It wasn’t a bad job, nobody’s idea of a power career, sure. But it paid well enough, and left her plenty of time to spend with her kids. Besides, she liked the crew she worked with. Over the years she’d seen some exceptionally bizarre things--she could probably fill a book. The scene that met her eyes that Friday morning ranked right up there among the weirdest. The room was surprisingly spotless. Yes, the bed had been slept in, but that was about the only sign of human presence. Except for the mirror. Years ago, probably when the hotel was first built, they’d installed full length mirrors with bulky wooden frames. They weren’t bolted down like some things; they were just too damn heavy for any shenanigans. Hell, they could probably deflect a direct missile attack. This Friday morning, the lumbering mirror was resting on the floor, facing the wall. The sheer oddity of it stopped Rosie in her tracks. It sent a chill through her. She stood in the doorway wondering what kind of pagan ritual or black magic had happened here. Who would go to all that effort to heft the mirror off the wall and turn it around? The thing must’ve weighed fifty pounds!
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Together, she and Rosie heaved the mirror back around. It didn’t appear to be damaged at least. They hoisted it back up onto the wall; it was no easy task. It took them several minutes to settle it just right onto its hooks. Still baffled about how and why anyone would do this, the front desk clerk set out on a little investigation. By the time Rosie finished turning the room around, the front desk clerk had talked to the entire staff. The night audit remembered the frail woman from 135 checking out before dawn. “She couldn’t get outta here fast enough. She said something about a mirror phobia, but I didn’t pay much attention - I mean seriously, she was afraid of everything!” When he heard she’d actually removed the mirror from the wall of her room, he was as stunned as everybody else. Over the next few days, they all shared a laugh about the mirror. They worked out a glorious scenario where a frightened woman had a surge of super human strength as she faced down one of her many, greatest fears. In the years since, it’s the only time Rosie’s ever seen one of the great mirrors askew.