“I can’t afford that,”
wailed the guest, an Australian newlywed at the Biltmore when she learned my
fee. She had travel insurance, and I had told her it would undoubtedly pay when
she submitted my invoice. But unsophisticated travelers who have never used
insurance or asked for a housecall often panic.
I lowered the fee to $250.
She consulted her husband who countered with $150.
Since it was 11 p.m. the
drive downtown was easy. When the husband ushered me in, I discovered they were
staying in a large, two-room suite. The Biltmore charges well over $300 per
night for suites.
But they were young, and I
didn’t know their story. I did my duty and pocketed his $150. I was not
disturbed and had material for a blog post.
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