I’m at a conference in Texas. A number of us are accompanying my coworker to his office suite for a strategy meeting. We get on the elevator. He pulls out his room key and looks puzzled. I notice this less than comforting look.
Me: You ok Doc?
Doc: Yeah. I’m having trouble remembering my room number.
Me: Do you want to go and ask at the front desk?
Doc: No. We’ll find it. It has an 8 in it.
Crap.
We get off the elevator on the 30th floor. The five of us walk to room 3028. Doc inserts his key card. Nothing.
Doc: Maybe it was 3208.
We get back on the elevator and ride up two floors. It’s not 3208 either.
Doc: Let’s try 3820.
Me: Hold on a second and think. Do you really not remember?
Doc: (he ignores me) I wonder if my card got demagnetized.
Me: That’s why I always ask for two.
Doc: I did ask for two.
Me: Where’s the other one?
Doc: It’s in the key envelope that has my room number written on it.
Me: Well take it out and look at it.
Doc: I can’t… It’s locked in my room.
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He/she should carry a Sharpie and write it on the card directly…
Or do like your supposed to and carry the envelope with the card in it. 🙂