Friday, April 9, 2010  In which Primo sort of humiliates himself
to get me a treat  February 2010 Primo has to go to Germany for
work. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It sounds good, but I have traveled with
him before and here's how it goes: he gets up early, grabs
something to eat from the hotel buffet, goes to the customer's
office, spends all day there, then returns to the hotel and
tries to get into his email so he can do all his regular work
that has been accumulating while he has been gone.  Usually, the
internet connection is bad so he has to go down to the front
desk to complain and sometimes they have to put him in a
different room because Oh dear, sir, guess what we put you in
one of the three rooms with broken internet even though you're
obviously a business traveler and we have plenty of rooms with
working internet available.  Then he spends a few hours doing
his email before he realizes that he needs to eat some supper
but if he's stuck in a suburban hotel (most likely because he
stays close to the customer o