Straight Up, I Told Her

Good Thursday to you!  I was too busy to get a post out yesterday but I know that some of you have asked me to tell you my Paula Abdul story…, here goes.

This was about 5-6 years ago and I was working as an overnight manager of an airport hotel.  Around 1130pm I got this call and the caller said “This is Paula Abdul, my flight was cancelled and I need a room for the night”.  In my head I was like….yeah right…Paula Abdul…ha ha.  I asked her to repeat herself and she said it again, but this time she sounded agitated.  I told her ok and that we would get a room ready for her.  I asked what time she would be arriving, she told me around midnight.  I asked if she needed a pick up at the terminal but she stated that she had a driver.

So, I phoned some people and had one of the large suites prepared for her.  Midnight came and left…then her driver pulled up at near 230am.  I went to the front door to meet her and she came in with some blond, young girl who seemed to be her assistant.  The blond was carrying some stuff for Paula and she looked all disheveled.  Paula on the other hand wasn’t carrying a thing.  Let me say….Ms. Paula looked R-O-U-G-H.  She had hardly any makeup on and I could barely recognize her.  The first words out of my mouth were “Hi Paula…it’s nice to meet you… you…look…ugh..umm…tired.”  Immediately in my mind I heard Homer Simpson’s voice – DOH!

I didn’t really even get a response…she just said all snotty-like, “Where’s the bellman with my bags,  I want to go to my room”.  We will call the bellman “S”.  S was coming in with her bags and I just made eye contact with him and mouthed the words “please take her upstairs”.  He helped her upstairs and within a few minutes came back down and said that Paula wanted (uh, demanded) hot tea.  The eating outlets had all closed for the night so I went to the kitchen, found some tea and made it for her.  As I was on my way to the elevator with the tea, my coworker said that she had called down and said she didn’t want it anymore, she just wanted to go to bed.

About an hour later, it was time for S to deliver the morning newspapers.  I received a call from the service elevator landing from S and he said “You have to come up here right now, we have a situation.”   I went up to the floor in which Paula was staying and from the elevators you could hear screaming and cussing all the way down the hallway.  Now mind you, her room was at the very end of the hall…opposite the elevators and we could hear her.

What’s that Paula? You lost your medication?

S and I walked to her door and heard her saying “How dare you!  You are supposed to be my f*ing manager!”  “I hate you!  F you!” “I’ll f*ing fire you!” and all sorts of other colorful stuff.  She was crying and screaming at the same time.  At this point I’m wondering what has become of her poor assistant!

I had thought about knocking and asking her to be quiet for the sake of the other guests around her but I hadn’t received any complaints yet so I thought I should wait it out.  Eventually it quieted down up there.  Around 630am she called down to the belldesk and asked for S to come get her bags. It was time for S to go home for the day but she had asked that only he assist her in the morning, so he was waiting for her call.  He went upstairs and knocked on the door.  The assistant opened the door and when S said he was there to bring their bags down, Paula (who was half naked) ran by the door yelling “What is he doing?? I’m not ready yet!  Tell him to leave!” S was like “WTF??”  So….he left and came down to tell me what happened.  By this time S was pissed beyond words.  This crazy biatch had called to ask for help and then screams at him to leave when he gets up there.

She finally called again and said he could now come to get the bags.  S went up and then came down and loaded the bags into the hotel van.  Shortly after…here comes Paula off the elevator all freaking out saying “Where’s S?  Where’s S?  I need to go…I need to leave…where is he?”  Getting louder and louder and borderline crazy.  I told her to calm down and not worry…S was already waiting for her in the van with her bags.  I escorted her out to the van and said a prayer for S.

When he got back he told me that she was a total witch in the car.  He had some old classic rock radio station on and she demanded that he change the channel because she “didn’t like that music”.  I thought that was ridiculous because it literally was a 3-4 minute drive from the hotel to the terminal.  By the time all this was over, it was quitting time and we were left with this cool story to tell.

I don’t mean to start rumors or anything but I seriously think Paula was on something that night.  Her actions were too ridiculous to be “normal”.  I guess fame really does have it’s consequences!

Rant: Yes, I feel bad for Tom Cruise

I hope everyone had a very happy and safe Independence Day.  I spent mine with the fam soaking up some rays at the pool and ending the day with a nice firework show. 

I really had no idea as to what to blog about today.  I’ve been reading a lot of the media hype surrounding the surprise divorce between Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes and it seemed like a relevant topic especially because I have my own opinions about it.  Bash me if you may, but I am feeling very sad for Mr. Tom Cruise right now. 

Putting aside his religious choice or the fact that he is one of the most famous actors in Hollywood; he is still human and what Katie did to him has to hurt like hell.  There was an article that came out in People magazine about a week or two before Katie anonymously filed for divorce in New York City in which all he could do was express his love for her, and Suri and state how happy he is to be with them.  Was it all fake or a cover up for underlying pain?  Maybe, but I don’t think so.  I think they were truly the words of a man who loves being a husband and a father who had no idea what he was about to endure.

Happier Times

I think what makes it heinous is the fact that Katie had been planning this for a very long time behind Tom’s back.  Sources say that she and her father had rounded up attorneys, changed out her cell phones and moved belongings into her new NYC apartment.  I found it interesting that she is blaming her reason for this on Tom’s preference for Scientology.  C’mon Katie the whole world knows that Tom is a practicing and very faithful Scientologist….didn’t you know this when you married him?  Did you think he was going to want your kid raised Catholic?  Really?  Can you say that in the 7 years you were together, this subject never came up?  Unbelievable and incredibly stupid.

I think what Katie did was horrible, mean and downright nasty.  I think she married her “crush” and now it was becoming all too real.  No more fairytale and she panicked.  Instead of talking to her husband about her concerns or attempting to work things out, she cowards out and has divorce papers presented to him while he is out of the country!  Of course all we know about Ton Cruise is what we see on TV and read in the papers however he has made no secret about how much he loves Katie and Suri.  From what is out there, they were his whole world.   

If it is true what they say about Karma, then Katie is in for it for sure.