G.CHIASSON@XX.DREA.DND.CA (Don Chiasson) (11/22/90)
A few years ago, I had an odd one happen to me. I was
staying at a large reputable hotel in a north-eastern city. After
meetings finished, I was talking to an associate and we headed back
to our rooms. We got off the elevator, and he went to his room and
I to mine. I opened the door and went in. At that moment, I
remembered that our rooms were on different floors. My key, for
room 510 (or whatever it was) worked on room 710. Fortunately, there
was no one in the room and I able to leave quietly.
Has anyone else had this happen? Hopefully this was a coincidence
and not hotel policy.
Don