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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4345 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Hotel Californication Dane Hebert I heard Two gun shots and a scream,” said a man staying in an adjacent room. And the police came prepared for murder suicide. First, they had to get inside the room where the noise reportedly came. Battering ram in hand cops CRASHED through the door. Guns withdrawn they summoned a sleeping man from his bed and ransacked his room. “All I know is that I was awakened with three guns staring me in the face,” he told me later. “I’ve never been so afraid in all my life. Can you imagine the mess I made on the bed sheets?” “I certainly can,” I said, smiling while trying to assure him the worst part of his stay was over. “And if it’d been me they would have thought they were looking at a woman when they pulled back the bed cover searching for a weapon.” The walls are thin at Hotel Californication. For all I know, the guy in the next room heard two farts and a giggle. Security swears they tried a wake-up call before notifying the police of a probable shooting spree. But I have a problem with security. Any security. Just because hotel security swears on oath they followed procedure doesn’t mean they did. A security officer once swore to me he was having a heart attack and I immediately called 911. When the ambulance arrived he broke wind and all his chest pain went out his ass. True story. I’ve had a doubt about hotel security ever since. They not only like making a stink about everything sometimes they need to do it just to stay healthy. |
