[Rhodes22-list] The Naked Truth

[Steve Alm]

Brad,

Like Rummy, that's never actually happened to me but I've had that exact
dream a thousand times.  Must be prophetic.  8-)  I'll be staying in a hotel
tomorrow.  I'll take your advice and lock the door.

Tomorrow, well...later today, the U of M Gophers are hosting the Iowa
Hawkeyes and our room was filled with Iowegians tonight.  Pretty scary.  I
must have played the Iowa fight song ten times.  At one point, I announced
that I was a Gopher fan and I wasn't going to play their song for less than
twenty bucks.  All you have to do is stress the humiliation of a Gopher guy
playing a Hawkeye song and the next thing you know, like taking candy from a
baby, President Jackson and I became good friends.  8-)

Slim



On 11/12/04 5:09 PM, "brad haslett" <flybrad at yahoo.com> wrote:

> Dear Rhodies,
> 
> My better judgement tells me not to share this story,
> but what the hell!  You have to expect that when you
> fly for a living for over 30 years, sooner or later,
> something bad is going to happen.  Like all aviation
> accidents, small events take place that don't seem
> like a big deal at the time, but, later come back to
> bite you in the ass.
> 
> I've been flying Memphis to Washington Dulles all
> week.  A good trip, excellent crew, nice layover.
> Last night I went out for a sandwich and a couple of
> beers and went to bed around ten.  Sometime in the wee
> hours of the morning it was time to get rid of the
> beer.  I got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom,
> opened the door, took two more steps, and heard the
> door close behind me.  WAIT!  WHAT THE ####.  Oh shit!
> I'm in the g@#d#$d hallway NAKED!  Don't panic, don't
> panic, find the house phone and call the front desk,
> have the night watchman bring a new key.  Good
> thinking Bradley!  So I slink down to the elevator
> where the house phone is, as best one can slink with
> no clothes on.  F#$%, they don't have a house phone!
> SHIT!  OK, OK, THINK!  I slink back to my room and
> notice the room next to mine has a DO NOT DISTURB sign
> in the key card slot.  Maybe I can use it to open my
> door or if not, wake that person up and have them
> call.  Jeezo Peezo is this going to be embarrassing.
> Folks, when those doors lock, you're not going to
> jimmy it open with a plastic card.  So, I start
> knocking.  No answer, shit!  Don't panic, don't panic.
> What the hell am I talking about?  You're bare ass
> naked in a hotel you dipshit.  Panic, this is not
> going to look good on a resume.  OK, OK, you have to
> go to the front desk.  I slink to the other end of the
> hallway to the stairwell past the Coke machine.  Hey
> wait a minute, there's a liner in the trash can.  Its
> clear, not black, but its something!  I pull the liner
> out and fashion a loin cloth of sorts.  Try riding an
> elevator eight floors naked without feeling just a we
> bit self-concious.  Fortunately, the elevator lands
> within sight of the front desk.  Even more fortunate,
> the night clerk is actually there, not sleeping in the
> back as usual.  And its a HE.  "Hey buddy!  I locked
> myself out of my room and I need you to bring a key to
> 807 ASAP.  I mean, right now!  807!  He shows up two
> minutes later with a key and a really bad aviation
> disaster that could have gotten even worse was
> avoided.
> 
> Like all accidents, there's lessons to be learned.
> Let me share this lesson with you.  LOCK THE DAMNED
> DOOR TO YOUR HOTEL ROOM WHEN YOU GO TO BED!
> 
> Brad
> 
> 
> 
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