Today was a travel day – like most Mondays. There were two odd things about today.
Good thing: There was no one sitting next to me on the plane today. I completely spread out, and put my stuff in the seat next to me. It felt like business class. #winning.
Bad thing: I left my hotel keys in the room. After dinner, went to the front desk, told them my name and picked up a set of keys. I do this all the time – I am sure lax about leaving keys here and there. Nice to know the front desk can help you get in your room, right?
The front desk gave me 2 keys and wrote down the fateful room #. Went upstairs, clicked into the room. Walked in, noticed it was dark . . .hmm, I remember leaving the lights on. Keep walking, looking for the light – and I hear some guy groggily making noises, waking up. “Huh?” “Uh, hmm” “Uh?”
“Oh @#^@, am I in the wrong room?”
Oh, yes. They gave me the keys to the wrong room. I shouted this inappropriately loudly. Half out of sheer surprise, and half our of fear; thinking, the louder I shout, the less likely this guys is going to try and attack me in the dark.
As I scurried back out to the hotel room, I looked back, and in the shadow of light from the hallway . . I could see a pair of sunglasses on the counter (not mine), a pair of black sneakers (not mine). Uh, there were a lot of things in that room, which were not mine.
Lesson learned: When you are in your room, use that “latch thing”