Mr. Smith: I'm flying into NYC this weekend and need to book the best hotel and booty bar please.
Concierge: Sure (googles "best hotel in NYC" then "best strip club in NYC" and proceeds to book reservations). Mr. Smith, your reservations have been made.
Furthermore, concierges are not responsible for preventing spouses from finding out whether or not his or her partner is cheating. They are not considered "private investigators" and should not be asked things such as "Who is that little TRAMP staying in the room with my husband? I demand to know the truth, I am his WIFE." However, just because it is not in the concierge's job description does not mean that the concierge will not have to perform many different duties such as "covering up for cheating husbands" or "dodging creeps looking to score a date with the concierge".
2) "Young Concierge Lady? I need 4 three-legged, purple ducks, that are blind in one eye, a case of vintage Veuve Clicquot Ponsardin Brut (1912), VIP ACCESS to the sold-out sky boxes at the new Yankee stadium--- in 10 minutes (!!!), a yellow Masarati with less than 154.7 miles on it to meet my jet on the tarmac at 9:16am, the best hotel room in New York, a live, pregnant Sugar Glider (carrying triplets), AAAAAAAAAAAND Bottle service at the BOOTY BAR"
Thank you very MUCH! We make the impossible possible.
B: 'Such a concierge... Is it me or she spends every waking hour spying on us?'