So, a family member tells me this true story of a night away with the boys recently.
They’d been out for a few drinks – as you do on a boys night out. (I believe).
He got up to pee in the middle of the night. (boys night out remember).
Opened the hotel bedroom door.
And stepped out.
At this point, life still seemed great.
He heard a click.
At this point, life seemed like a nightmare!
The hotel bedroom door closed behind him.
Why didn’t he just go down to reception and ask for a key, you ask?
Well, he sleeps in the nude.
Like the day he was born!
He frantically looked around for something to cover himself up with. (Well they always find something in the movies!)
No fire hydrant to cover up.
No picture on the wall.
No curtains on any window.
No rug to wrap himself in.
No store cupboard to hide his … Shame ….
Mr. Bean would’ve been proud!
So what does he do?
Well, it’s obvious isn’t it?
He starts knocking on all the bedroom doors he thinks his friends are sleeping in.
Except none of the doors are the right doors.
Not. One. Of. Them.
He does however, find a room with an open door.
Filled with strangers. (Clearly the occupants don’t read the little sticker on the back of the door instructing you ‘to keep your door locked at all times to avoid strange, naked men walking in at all hours of the night.’
He goes in anyway. (I know right!! But what would you do?? What would YOU do??)
He grabs a towel.
While the guests sleep. (You’re thinking the same thing I am right? How many had they had to drink?!)
He wraps himself up in a ‘toga-towel’ and casually strolled to reception to get a key for his room.
The CCTV footage must be great.
Someone could sure bribe him with that.
Offers being accepted 😉