TIFU by losing all my money, getting locked out of my hotel room in just my underwear and almost getting arrested

obligatory "this didn't happen today" sentence.

I was staying at the Beau Rivage in Biloxi, Ms for a work conference. At these conferences most people do more drinking/gambling than actual working. This particular evening I was planning on doing both. I had an hour or so to kill before dinner so I went to the atm and pulled out my maximum daily amount. After losing just $100, I put the rest of the money in my money clip on my wallet and walked to meet a client at Mary Mahoney's for dinner. He brought along some co workers of his and after the dinner we all exchanged business cards. During this process, my money clip came undone, and all my money fell out of my wallet. Not knowing I headed back to the hotel to start my big night of gambling. After finding the perfect seat at the blackjack table for my impending heater, I realized my money clip is empty and I've lost all my money without the thrill of actually losing it. I retrace my steps from the hotel to the restaurant many times before giving up. "I hope someone who needed it found that money" I tell myself, trying to find the silver lining.

Since I've already pulled out my daily limit from the atm, I have no choice but to call it a night. I went up to my room, ordered pay per view and some room service. I like to sleep in my underwear and just my under wear, so I strip down, get in bed, eat my room service, and watch my movie. Then my night goes from bad to worse. Movie ends. I decided it would be best to clean up some before bed. So I take my room service tray out into the hall and set it down. As I'm setting down the tray, the door closes and locks behind me.

Shit.

I frantically try to shake the handle, just praying the door will by some miracle open. No miracles. I then knock on a few of the doors of my neighbors, hoping I can use their phone to call the front desk. Again, I'm in just my whitey tighties, no one answered or came to the door weirdly. Fear sets in.

Realization Happens.

"I'm going to have to go to the front desk and get another key" I start walking/jogging to the elevator. I pass a man, who just looks at me and doesn't even acknowledge I'm jogging and in my underwear. "Bless you" I think. I get in the elevator. As the elevator starts going down, I realize that I'm going to have to walk through the entire Casino to get to the front desk. My luck continues. Elevator opens to a group of about 20-25 middle aged women on a bachelorette party. This is quite possibly the worst thing that could have happened to me. Not only are all these woman hooting and hollering at me in my underwear, everyone in the Casino is now curious as to what is causing the commotion. I make my way through them feeling the warm eyes of everyone in the Casino as I walk, looking very much like Walter White season 1, in my underwear through the Casino. One of the security guards has noticed all this and has decided that he thinks I'm just some punk young adult trying to create a scene. He comes up behind me and immediately puts me in hand cuffs. I didn't even get one word out of my mouth before hand.

Can this get worse?

Police show up.

Cops are now talking with security guard about what has happened. All the while, I'm now sitting, in my underwear, handcuffed, in the middle of the Casino floor. I still have not even gotten to tell anyone that I"m simply locked out of my room and extremely embarrassed. Finally, the cops start asking me, "what in the hell I'm thinking." I proceed to tell them everything that has just happened and that I'm actually staying at the hotel. Once they realized that this was simply a mistake and not me just being an asshole running around in my underwear, they uncuffed me. The security guard then called the front desk and confirmed my information and told me to go wait by my room and they would send someone up with the key.

I went back up to my room and was sitting, in my underwear, by the door when a girl from the hotel walked up and said, "Yep, your clearly who I'm here to help." "sigh, yes…yes I am". It was sorta like that dream where you wake up in class in nothing but your underwear, execpt it was a Casino and it was real.

TL;DR I lost all my money, went back to my room. While setting room service tray in hall the door closed and I was locked out in my underwear. Had to walk through casino to the front desk to get a key in just my underwear and was almost arrested for indecent exposure.

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