Sometimes, things happen in life that are too “significant” to keep to oneself. There are times however, when those things are just not the stuff of polite conversation. The following story is one such event.
Somewhere along the way, we stopped with friends at a hotel. There are 4 of us, so we come and go through the room door, without always checking to make sure that it closes behind us. Generally, though, hotel room doors are designed for the guest’s security, and they shut securely as a matter of design.
At this particular hotel, we had noticed that the room door NEVER closed on it’s own, and we became accustomed to just pushing through the door, and into the room, chatting as we entered. Upon returning to the room about supper time, I pushed my way into the room, only to discover a man in my friends’ bed! A man with hands frantic, having a singularly satisfying time ;0) My first reaction was to scream, and back out of the room, check the room # and RUN! Uh, apparently, our room isn’t the only one that doesn’t shut securely. I was one hallway west of ours. Obviously, the entire rest of our stay, I was completely paranoid that I was going to meet the soloist in the hallway. Hopefully, he pulled himself together, and complained to the folks at the front desk about lack of security, and checked out, in hopes of not meeting me in the hallway.