It all started when they cut our water off from 11pm 'til 6am for a week on our deck, deck 5 (just the crew quarters, obviously!) for maintenance work.
Our shows used to come down at 11.40pm, so there'd be no water for a shower after shows in our cabins. This, considering the high energy-level of the shows (read: sweatiness) is both unhealthy and just plain nasty to comprehend. 
We were told we could go up to the spa, on Deck 12 and use the showers there, which were unaffected by the cut-off.
So, off I toddle and the system worked for 2 days with the entire cast and other entertainment staff using the spa showers post-show, about 12.45am.
On the 3rd day, I went up to shower and was told by a man cleaning the showers to
"Come back in half an hour, We have to deep-clean through here."
I was tired, but after a few pleas that fell on deaf, underpaid ears I relented and went instead to the showers on deck 11, by the pool, thinking nobody was around and I could take a quick shower there and head to bed rather than wait an extra half-hour.
The showers by the pool are open (ie. no door) but I did a surveilance camera check, decided there was no danger and stripped to shower.
Unfortunately, on this particular evening, a couple walked past and saw my bare British backside!
They just sort of, paused and then continued on their passagiata, so I resolved to go to bed and perhaps mention it to my friendly Line Captain in the morning just to avoid any possible confusion, or in case they complained.
The next morning after rehearsal, I relayed the events to my Line Captain, who instead of the shrug and
"Okay, no problem" I'd anticipated, she said
"Oh! THAT must have been what the Cruise Director meant this morning!"
This was the Cruise Director/Line Captain conversation that had confused her at the time earlier that morning:
CD: Good Morning. This is the Shower Police!
LC: (Nervous laughter) "Good Morning"
CD: Apparently your cast members were showering themselves all over the ship in the
early hours!
Thankfully, he left it at that to give me time to confess! 
I said I'd go talk to the Cruise Director later, but as he'd already gone ashore for an hour or so I decided it was probably best to leave things for a while, and went ashore with Eric.
On my way back to the ship, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Guess who it was?
CD: I was just wondering...
Me: Oh hi! I wanted to come and apologis-
CD: Oh no need, I wanted to know when you were next planning on taking a shower? I've
actually had to start selling tickets it's gotten round so quick.
Luckily, he has a sense of humour and didn't fire me. I never did see those guests again though, the ones who'd obviously complained about me!
1 comment:
That's too funny! I never heard that one! You should have smelled the band that week!
Good to see you're a regular blogger now! Keep in touch!
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