Thanks to a busy schedule of ESPN and WWE shows, I have been living in hotels for almost the whole month.

After a long day, I returned to my room, only to find that the room key card didn’t work. I tried the key several times. The red light on the door mocked me each time as it blinked. “No entry”. Evidently the front desk hadn’t programmed my card to work for my whole stay.

Angrily, I stormed back to the front desk. I mean, how freakin’ hard can it be to get dates programmed right? I threw the key on the desk and exclaimed, “This damn key doesn’t work!”

She looked up at me and said, “Of course it doesn’t work sir, this isn’t a Marriot.”

Duh.

Author: frenchy