Okay … THAT was not a fun moment … well now ya' it actually was.
Gee after spending all day keeping you out of trouble I head back to the room for a good sleep. You were keeping the bar in business, if I remember correctly.
Get to the room, slide the card …. nothing but that blasted
RED LIGHT. Try again ….
RED LIGHT; one more try …
RED LIGHT ….
Go down to the 5th floor lobby and call down to the front desk. She listens to the issue, goes away for a few moments, come back and says … "ALL Set"
Back to the room, swipe the card ….
RED LIGHT
REPEAT above!!

Now go down to the front desk. There is George downing another brew and he looks at me with a confused look (although not unusual for Mr G.) and say to his drinking buddies …. Gee that looks like Larry.
Front desk looks up the room … "OH", she says, "You checked out of that room."
NO! Does it look like I checked out of the room? She punches a few keys and says "WELLLLLLL … maybe not. She issues me a new room card.
FINALLY … back to the room, swipe the card …..
RED LIGHT!!!!!
[INSERT many, many colorful words and expressions here.]
Back down to the lobby. George still in same spot …
I lay some words on the desk manager and he says to go back to the room and wait for the technician.
Back to the room …. wait …. wait …. wait … wait …. wait …..
Finally some guy moseys up the corridor, sees me sitting on the floor and says, "Duh .. you must be the guy who can't get into the room."
YOU THINK!!!!!!!!!!
He tries swiping my card 10 times and says, "YUP, card don't work"
YOU THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fiddles around with the lock mechanism and discovers that it's broken.
Replaces the lock and ….
THANK GOD!!! OPENS the door!
I get up and just about to enter and he says … "I need to see some ID that you are George Guerriero." AUGHHHHHHHH!!!
I was going to dash in and grab the desk and hold on for dear life but I remembered that George had a Business card so I pick it up and show him saying,
"Yup, that's me, George."
He says, "Thank you Mr. Guerriero, Good Night"
After about an hour and a half I hit the sheets.
Don't have a clue what time George …. crawled or rolled in?????
--- LaRRy