Got to the hotel, checked in... they only had two non-smoking left. Drove around the back with my truck & trailer, got turned around, found a spot to park, pulled my gear outa the truck and went to my room. What is it with my luck with the swipe cards? No matter what I did, it would NOT work.
Back to the truck, put gear in truck, lock truck. Walk all the way up front. This time the manager is there, and he looks at the person who checked me in and says "You KNEW we don't rent that room right now - the lock doesn't work!"
Ok, they'll get me another room. 2 other customers and 10 minutes later, I'm headed to a new room. All the way back to the truck, grab gear, up to room. Lock works. A little voice in my head said "Start the heater, and don't settle in." 15 minutes later, the heater is still blowing cold air. Reverse entry process.
Back at front desk. They'll give me another room. "I thought you only had two rooms left??"
"Oh, we unlocked a few more." Wow.
Off to the third room. Warm, nice, comfortable. It took about an hour from the time I got there till I had my room. The layout of the place was a bit odd, and I figured I walked 300-400 yards on each round trip.
The next morning the manager reported that the heater in room two was working perfectly. I don't get it.
That forenoon, I discovered I was going to need to stay another night. Called the hotel - Could I have the SAME ROOM? No problem. Great! I was safe!
Back that night. Nope, different room, for some inexplicable reason.
Went to my room. Step 1 - fire up the heater. I sat there working on my laptop for about 15 minutes, then realized it was not getting much warmer, and my feet were really cold. Checked the heater, its putting off heat in a rather lazy manner, but it IS heating. Checked the door - bingo. Very bad door seal. Whipped out my leatherman, unfolded it, and jammed the needlenose into the space between the door jam and the door. It worked perfectly. I worked on a software project for several hours, then decided it was time to get some shut-eye. Whipped back the blanket on the bed - Horrors! There was SOMETHING on the sheet and the pillowcase that looked like blood!!
I've never been so cross when I called the front desk. The manager brought up new sheets and pillowcases. Housekeeping was getting a whipping in the morning. I wondered how many hotel beds I've slept in where housekeeping just fixed it instead of changing the bedding.
I finally went to sleep, and dreamed strange dreams about trucks driving up telephone poles and falling off at the top.
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