There are several people in my company that do a lot of travelling around the country. Occasionally, people forget to turn tin their hotel room key cards. This was the case. We were all out on a Friday night relieving some stress when we noticed a guy sitting all alone over by the window. He was sleeping. This is 7 pm and the guy is SLEEPING. So, my very devious friend Heather comes up with an idea to paly with this guy. I happend to have a key card form a Holiday Inn and we have a Holiday Inn in our town. She grabbed a paper plate from the appitizer bar and begins to scribble a message. The plate said "I'm a real dish...meet me in room 120 at 10pm and try to break me" and signed it "Jenny". She grabbed my key and tip toed over to the sleeping guy put it on the table in front of him and walked back to us. After 15-20 minutes and our laughter getting louder and louder, sleeping guy wakes up. He is looking around the bar trying to figure out who Jenny is. He takes the key and puts it in his pocket and keeps reading the plate over and over. We decide that it is time to blow that popsicle stand. Heather begins to walk out of the bar and yealls, "I'll call you at the hotel later, Jenny!". She runs out laughing. (My name is NOT Jenny) Later that evening we head over to the Holiday Inn and begin wandering the halls. We happend to walk by as sleeping guy is trying to get into room 120. This huge guy opens the door to see who is trying to get into his room and begins screaming at sleeping guy. I'll never forget the look on his face. We ran out of there lauging our asses off. The moral of this story is: Never fall asleep at a bar because people will f*ck with you!
Author: Kari
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