Butt Ugly

While staying at the Hyatt in Milwaukee, I had an unexpected guest drop by my room. Shortly after 8:00 a.m., while ironing a shirt dressed in only my birthday suit, a window washer appeared outside the 15th floor room!

I am not sure who was more surprised, me or him. Window washers probably fantasize about peering in on a super model. Getting a glimpse of my white Irish ass had to be a disappointment.

I called down to the front desk to let them know he missed a couple of spots on the window.