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This sighting brought to you by my parents, who just returned from a vacation out west, during which I house-sat for them.
They stayed last night in Las Vegas, at the place they usually stay while in Vegas. They called the front desk to request a wake-up call at 5:00 am.
During the night the phone rang, and my dad picked it up and hung it up, assuming that was the wake-up call. Problem was the clock read 1:30.
Mom decided to go to the bathroom because the phone ringing had woke her up anyway. While in the bathroom, she heard somebody knocking softly on the door to their room.
Then the phone rang again and dad answered. Mom couldn't make out what the person on the other end was saying, but she heard dad saying things like "No, I'm not coming out into the hall" and "What do you mean we have something that doesn't belong to us?"
Finally the person on the phone convinced dad to come to the door, and a look through the peephole revealed a security guard standing outside the door. Dad didn't open the door but instead conversed with the guard through the door. More of the same--"We don't have anything that doesn't belong to us, we've been in our room since 8, why are you here?"
Finally the security guard asked for my dad's last name. Upon him giving it, the security guard told him "Sorry, I must have the wrong room" and left.
What they figure happened was somebody in the hotel probably reported something stolen, probably gave security the name and room number of somebody they figured had committed the theft, that name somehow got connected to my parents' room, and security went barging right up figuring they'd catch the perp red-handed, and they could've done so very easily, or at least avoided wasting their time and unnecessarily waking my parents up had they asked my dad his name to begin with when they came to the door, or better yet, checked their computer to make sure the person named was actually in that room.
They don't know if they're going to come back there the next time they're in Vegas.
They stayed last night in Las Vegas, at the place they usually stay while in Vegas. They called the front desk to request a wake-up call at 5:00 am.
During the night the phone rang, and my dad picked it up and hung it up, assuming that was the wake-up call. Problem was the clock read 1:30.
Mom decided to go to the bathroom because the phone ringing had woke her up anyway. While in the bathroom, she heard somebody knocking softly on the door to their room.
Then the phone rang again and dad answered. Mom couldn't make out what the person on the other end was saying, but she heard dad saying things like "No, I'm not coming out into the hall" and "What do you mean we have something that doesn't belong to us?"
Finally the person on the phone convinced dad to come to the door, and a look through the peephole revealed a security guard standing outside the door. Dad didn't open the door but instead conversed with the guard through the door. More of the same--"We don't have anything that doesn't belong to us, we've been in our room since 8, why are you here?"
Finally the security guard asked for my dad's last name. Upon him giving it, the security guard told him "Sorry, I must have the wrong room" and left.
What they figure happened was somebody in the hotel probably reported something stolen, probably gave security the name and room number of somebody they figured had committed the theft, that name somehow got connected to my parents' room, and security went barging right up figuring they'd catch the perp red-handed, and they could've done so very easily, or at least avoided wasting their time and unnecessarily waking my parents up had they asked my dad his name to begin with when they came to the door, or better yet, checked their computer to make sure the person named was actually in that room.
They don't know if they're going to come back there the next time they're in Vegas.
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