After the housekeepers left, I noticed my fresh towels. One was the usual and semi-threadbare, but the other looked fluffy and full. It had a large letter S woven into the nap. Where had I seen that fancy S before?
Oh, yes, the trade mark of the Sheraton Hotel. Somehow, a Sheraton, plush bathtowel has creeped into our old folks home.
Now, I wish I knew which Sheraton it once belonged to. I'd like to know what celebrity may have dried her, ah, face, where I dry mine.
Little mysteries like this make can make your day in an old folks home.