If you didn’t read the first part of the story on Greg’s Blog go do that before reading any further.
So, yes, I realize my first mistake was letting Greg lead the way. If you’ve read his blog for any length of time you would know what a colossal mistake that was. Fact is, the moment I followed him out of the elevator we were doomed.
Had you been watching these events unfold, like a good mystery movie, you would have been screaming at the television screen your specific instructions.
Have you ever been in one of those situations where you pick up on things that just don’t seem right but you don’t process the subtle changes fast enough and so you keep on headed down the collision course?
We walked into our room and I noticed the following things that were definetely out of the ordinary.
First, the lights were out and the shades were drawn.
Second, the bedding from the hide-a-bed were folded and stacked neatly on the chair.
Third, some clothes (including a pink shirt) were piled on a living room chair.
Before I get to the fourth item (a key item) I must remind you that I observed every single one of these changes as indepenent events and did not connect the dots until about 10 seconds after anomaly number 4.
Fourth, Brad’s door was open and lying on the floor of his room was a bra.
I paused for 10 seconds debating if it was appropriate to publicly tease him for this article of clothing. Hey wether it’s the BRO or the MANZIER, some fellas are into that (not that there’s anything wrong with that).
He was using Lisa’s suitcase so it could have just been in there from a previous trip.
While I was considering my next course of action (talk to Brad about the BRO or tease Brad about the MANZIER) I decided to give Brad his coffee.
Now when we left Brad he was on the couch reconnecting with his laptop. No big deal, he decided to hop in the shower and get ready for the day.
While Greg started turning on lights in the room, I knocked on the bathroom door.
The door opened and I extended a cup of coffee to Brad and said “here’s your coffee.”
The problem was, and believe me this was a huge problem, the person who I had just offered Brad’s coffee too was not Brad.
Standing before me, wearing nothing but a small towel and a surprised look on her face was a woman I did not know.
I can tell you that as a single man it would have been an answer to prayer to encounter a recently bathed woman in nothing but a bath towel.
I can also tell you that as a married man the encounter with a recently bathed woman in nothing but a towel was not something I’ve been praying for.
The next words out of my mouth were not “can I borrow your towel, my car just hit a water buffalo?”
I said, “UHOH WE’RE IN THE WRONG ROOM!”
At that very moment, every single out of place item, every single “what’s wrong this picture” item made sense.
We turned as fast as two old guys could (while holding coffee) and made our way back out.
We looked at the room number (as if we needed more verification) and made our way back to our real room where everything was (including Brad) exactly as we left them.
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November 11th, 2008 at 8:15 am
I was there to hear it first hand and I’m still laughing so hard my sides hurt. Good times, my friend, good times.
November 11th, 2008 at 9:43 am
I once heard a sermon titled, “The Order of the Towel.” Would this be an appropriate sermon illustration to go with that sermon?
Dude, the least you 2 lost old guys could have done would have been to have left her Brad’s (no offense Brad) coffee.
Beth and Janice, are you buying this lame, I mean “lost” story?
November 11th, 2008 at 9:50 am
By far the best “tag team” blog I’ve ever read! I loved your brother-in-law, Brice’s, comment about all the clues we missed: “This is so weird … oh well” and we proceed anyway. As with Brad’s comment above, I am still laughing over this and still hoping Janice buys the story! You’re on your own with Beth.
November 11th, 2008 at 11:45 am
Ha! I have many possible comments, but unfortunately, none of them publishable.
Peace.
November 11th, 2008 at 12:08 pm
ummmm….wow!
and, so much for those cards working for only one door.. what hotel was this?!
your stories are amusing apart, but together, you guys are totally hilarious… i can see you guys getting your own reality tv show.. a new take on the stooges hijinks?
November 11th, 2008 at 3:07 pm
I don’t get the bra jokes. Did the lady scream? Did you see her later in the hall and ask her for a coffee?
November 11th, 2008 at 4:25 pm
I knew it! It didn’t take a clairvoyant to figure out what happened. I’m still chuckling. What a couple of guys you are! I’ll bet Brad is glad he was an innocent stay-at-homer and doesn’t have to convince Lisa the truth of this tale!
But I’m with l.Marie.d. I thought those cards were only supposed to open one door!!! Next time I go to a hotel, I’m gonna take along a baseball bat! ………….and did she scream? 
November 11th, 2008 at 4:57 pm
This story is HILARIOUS!!! I wish I could have been there to see your faces.
The only thing you and Greg have left out, as far as I’m concerned, is what the lady said (or screamed). The scream part I’m basing on what MY reaction would have been to you two.
This IS hilarious!
Cheers!
Dee
P. S. I hope I never stay in the same hotel YOU guys were staying in!
November 11th, 2008 at 7:08 pm
The reaction was as strange as the story itself. I’m surprised Randy left it out.
Meowmix – I’m the detail guy of the group. It was necessary that I not be there, otherwise it never would have happened.
Greg – Brice was hilarious. “Oh well”. Ha ha ha. What was funnier was Randy walking around holding a towel up to women to see if he could find out who it was.
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