Confession Bear time: This actually happened to me. I was staying in an older hotel where each room had an inner door, then a short hallway, then an outer door to the main hallway. I was passed out asleep, heard a knock, and thought it might be a friend checking up on me (it was a long nite out and our group split up over the eve). I opened the door to my room a bit to look out and, huh, no one was there. Then I went to the outer door thinking the knock came from there, opened it a crack and, that’s funny, nobody. So, I went back to the inner door only to discover that it. Had locked. Behind me.
I had to walk full frontal naked down the hallway, stand nude in an elevator full of people, and go to a not-even-close-to-empty lobby (thanks to the holiday weekend) to ask the front desk to let me into my room. A security guard finally took pity on me and gave me his jacket to wrap around my waist while the front desk took its precious time to make new keys. I got back into my room okay and, fortunately, didn’t get kicked out the next day. But checkout was pretty embarrassing. Needless to say, I did not post about this part of my trip on social media.
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