The desk clerk got me confused with a "Doug Goodman" who also had a reservation for the weekend. He tried to get me to sign Doug's receipt, which was for a 2 day stay. I told him that was not me, so he crossed out "Doug" and wrote my name across the top. I refused to sign saying that I didn't want to be responsible for the bill. The desk clerk ran another receipt, this time, the correct one for me. After checking in, my guest and I went to a Subway near by for a sandwich. When we got back to our room, the door was ajar, and all of our luggage was missing. There was a maid in the room, but she could not speak English. The desk clerk heard our cries "WHERE'S OUR STUFF?!" and came to explain he'd put us in the wrong room. But then, he moved our luggage back into our room. Unbeknownst to us, the key cards no longer worked. Later, my guest discovered that the refrigerator in the room had been removed, along will all the things she had put in it. The blow dryer had a short in it. This was the "Trip from the Twilight Zone".
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