When I checked into the hotel tonight the young lady at the desk asked if I had "gotten " my lost earring the last time I was here. I told her that yes, I did, and thanked her for asking. To be honest I don't even really remember her, but I guess she must have remembered me and said that she had asked the other girls several times before my last visit if I had picked it up.
She even remembered which room I preferred, my name, and filled out the registration card for me so that all I had to do was sign it. Definitely above par service. I feel kinda bad that I don't really recall her other than the fact that she looked vaguely familiar.
It was kind of nice to be made to feel like a special patron though.