After a day of shopping and pampering, I ordered room service, ate a delicious Malaysian dish, drank an icy cold diet coke (because we all know diet coke cancels out every calorie in any meal) and decided to be a model hotel guest and put my tray outside the door to be collected.
The tray wasn't light and it took some manoeuvring to open the door. Smiling to myself when I had accomplished the feat, I then turned around only to see the door close behind me. I was in my pyjamas with no shoes, wet hair and not looking my finest. I immediately cracked up laughing and went to the phone near the elevator to ask for assistance, only to be told I had to go down to reception. Still laughing, I got in the lift and went down stairs. A few people took a cursory glance (after all, it was 9.30pm) and the two hotel employees were smiling broadly as I approached reception. I am not sure whether they just always smile broadly (probably) or were quite amused to see someone approach them in pyjamas (possibly). I quickly explained my dilemma, a new key was cut and I returned to the elevator. Only to have a party of about 40 American IT consultants, who are here on a conference, arrive at the lifts just as it arrived to take me back to the safe haven of my room.
They got a good 60 seconds of laughing and joking in, I was laughing as well.
Just as well I was wearing presentable pyjamas I suppose.. Next time I will be careful or won’t bother trying to manoeuvre the tray outside. It can wait till morning.
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