I loved the company where I work, but I thought the president Ed spent a lot of money he could supply to his employees.
Along with a large six-family sized room, ten powder room house, Ed had an extended stay apartment in one of the most expensive hotel chains on the eastern coast.
Ed invited all the supervisors there for weekend getaways and for meetings. Ed spent so much dough on the extended stay apartment that I was sure half the workers would be up in arms if they knew about it. The extended stay apartment was so expensive and had three-family room suites. There was a full family room, dining room, and a large community area, with another powder room. Ed said it was nearly as large as his home, but cheaper to live in. When Ed was on holiday, he gave to let me use the apartment. I was afraid to sleep in the bed or even eat in the family room. I had never been in such a large, upscale apartment before. My spouse and I couldn’t spend the night. When Ed got home, he asked why my pal and I didn’t stay there. Ed was hoping someone would be there to answer iPhones and keep some people he was expecting entertained. I told Ed I felt staying his extended stay apartment. Ed reminded me there was maid service, and any mess I might have made would have been swept up long before he got back to the apartment. I told him that maybe next time he went away for a while, I could stay at the apartment, but I had to check with my spouse first, which made Ed laugh.
Furnished living space