Me: "I locked myself out of my room again. Funny how the door slams behind you when you put your room service tray in the hallway."
Concierge: "At least you're dressed. There was this guy who was locked out in his tighty whities. Some guests lock themselves out naked. Happens all the time. We should hang robes in the hallway."
I've come precariously close to locking myself out of my apartment building in my underwear (briefs and a tank top) in the middle of winter while bringing in the mail. If you get locked out of your hotel room you may want to die of shame, but you probably won't die of hypothermia.
ReplyDeleteAnd why does room service seem so much more glamorous than, say, pizza delivery?