As regular consumers of hotel services, I'm sure we all have some crazy, funny and even scary stories of our exploits with the fine people in the hospitality industry. Care to share your humor or horror stories?

I was recently met a wonderful young lady for lunch at a nice hotel, after which we retired to my room for some horizontal fun. All is well, the fun is vigorous and maybe a tad loud as we approach that peak moment, and then:

"Knock-knock" (unintelligible)
"Yes, yes, yes!" (her)
"Go away!" (me)
"Knock-Knock-Knock" (unintelligible)
"Yes, Don't stop!" (her)
"Not now!" (me)
A LOUD finish ensues...
KNOCK-KNOCK (unintelligible)
"Go Away!" (In unison)
Laughter (in unison)
Finally, they leave!

They were persistent little bastards! We laughed about that while she flushed the evidence. Then I hear a commotion in the bathroom. I rush to the door, and she is trying to use a towel to deal with an overflowing toilet. LOL. I jump in and start throwing towels on the floor, and we both wind up doing a "naked towel dance" on the floor as we try to soak up all the overflowed water - all the while laughing.  

Eventually, we managed to clean up the mess and parted ways, laughing over the whole ordeal. Great Date!

Was that hotel security with the knock?

housekeeping used her key to barge right in despite the do not disturb sign - provider was in mid session - housekeeper came in looked said "continue your fun" in a rude voice and left.

END OF MESSAGE

...was with a lovely young woman in our room, finishing up our Sunday afternoon portion of the program from a Saturday overnight. We had requested and received a 2 PM checkout time when we checked in on Sat., so I figured we'd be good. Sure, said Murphy...

Of course, just as we're hot & heavy...knock,knock, knock "housekeeping" and the key goes in the lock at 12:30. Fortunately, I'd flipped the security bar at the top of the door but she did clench up and grab for a sheet to cover herself.

As I padded naked to the door, I said "We're still here" and the cleaner repeated, "Housekeeping." It wasn't until I told her in Spanish to come back at 2 that she understood and left us alone. The benefits of being multi-lingual -- I then returned for another kind of continuing language lesson (love me some French

but could have been any one of the hotel staff. Fortunately, we did have the bar lock in place.