Hotel Covid

As I walked through the tunnel to the Check-in desks, a chocolate Labrador that had been straining on the leash of its owner, took a shit in the middle of the walkway. The owners quietly panicked as the dog kept shuffling along, excreting something that looked ungrabbable with a doggie-bag. The two daughters watched from the sidelines as their parents, exasperated, asked them to help with the mess. The daughters were beautiful, slim, fashionable and somehow exact, identifiably Swiss. The mum asked the Philipino cleaner trolley lady to help but she told them it wasn’t her job and trundled away.