So, last year I went on a trip to Spain. I arrived late at night, dead tired after my flight. I checked in at the hotel, got my key, and dragged myself to my room. I opened the door, kicked off my shoes, and collapsed onto the bed. Five minutes later, I hear, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! Turns out, I walked into the wrong room. The guy who booked it came back from dinner and found me asleep in his bed. We both freaked out, but after I explained, we just laughed about it over a beer.
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