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Just when my poooor wife thought I couldn't get any cheaper

At any rate, the young lady at the reception desk helpfully mentioned that there was a department store nearby where I could buy a swimsuit.  She could no doubt see me grimace at the thought. 

 

Then, as if I was channeling my Inner Miser: “You don’t by any chance have one in my size in your lost and found, do you?” I asked, half jokingly (well, maybe 10% jokingly).   My wife gasped.

 

“Well, actually,” the receptionist said, “we’re just getting ready to throw out a bunch of lost and find items that have been here for over a year. Let me check.” She returned with a neatly fold pair of swim trunks in my size, just one shade of burgundy lighter than my wife’s face. “Keep them when you’re through with them,” the receptionist said with a smile. 

 

“Do you have anything else back there in my size?” I asked, as my wife interrupted the conversation to request that our reservation for a king sized bed be changed to two doubles.  

 

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