MOAU 3 People - Canadians

This post is a promised follow up to introduce you to some of the people we see everyday (or nearly) here in Cold Lake.

First up is Pat. She is in charge at the coffee shop downstairs in the Hotel. We see her or Rochelle (who's picture I didn't get yet) every single morning of the week while having coffee or break fast. She is very nice and chats with us a little when they are not busy. She helped us find an alternative for the breakfast potatoes that come with every breakfast selection except the grilled cinnamon roll (which is pretty good). Tommy and Chuck tried to find other breakfast places, maybe one that had hash browns instead of breakfast fries, but the place that had "hash browns" on their menu just brought out the same old breakfast fries.

The lady on the right is Sandy. I'm pretty sure she is the day manager for the Lakeland Inn because she is always running around behind the counter with huge wads of cash that she never has time to count or whatever she does with it because the phone is always ringing. We get our newspapers (either the Edmonton Sun or the Edmonton Journal, more about them in another post) from her. Also she is the one who takes in our laundry when we send it out and negotiates the room rates. For some reason she laughs every time we come through the door. I didn't catch the name of the lady on the left, but I think she is either the assistant manager or runs the liquor store in the lobby.

On the post about how people in general treat us as Americans I mentioned that I asked the clerks at the 7-11. Well there is fall out from that. Now whenever we walk in to the 7-11 (really the ESSO station, and there is a short post there, probably not today) they greet us as "the aliens". Since we get gas there every other day and coffee and other stuff (snack of the day for me) every morning we are going to hear that a lot. I don't know their names, but I think the dark-haired one is the morning manager. Their uniforms look like they came from Star Trek:The Next Generation.

Other than these the only real interaction is with the staff of Taps, the sportsbar attached to the hotel (which we go to mainly because you can reach it from outside). Our normal server there is Meghan and I'm afraid to take her picture because she is big and mean and probably should be playing Hockey for one of the more brutal teams of the NHL. Maybe someday I'll work up the courage, if for no other reason than she is the only Canadian we see regularly that isn't smiling and happy most of the time.

I will post on my coworkers, 2 of whom are Canadians that live here in Cold Lake, in one case for the last 18 years, at another time.