Writer Locked In Room With Security Guard
I got the following report and video from writer Gayne C. Young. It’s too dumb not to share.
SHOT SHOW Locked In
My SHOT Show fun took on a prison like quality early this morning when I found myself locked in my room at the wonderful Quad Hotel and Casino.
I didn’t have a problem getting through the door last night but this morning it was cemented shut. I tried and retried to open it then gave up and called down to the front desk. The receptionist that answered was just as baffled at my confinement as I was.
“I ain’t never heard dat’ problem before,” She admitted. “Wonder who I should call?”
She decided on security.
The security guard that came six minutes later made Barney Fife look like the very definition of a competent lawman as it took him all of two minutes to lock himself in the room with me.
It took him another two minutes to realize what he’d done.
“Oh shoot,” He exclaimed. “I locked us both in.”
Being the professional that he was however, Richard the security guard did everything in his power to get us out of the room. He called hotel maintenance, banged on the door at passing room service maids in the hall, and actually pondered my joking that we should jump out the window.
“How far down is it?”
I didn’t tell him.
Luckily the maintenance man that came was smarter than the hotel’s security detail as he didn’t lock himself in the room with us.
At least I don’t think he did.
I left as soon as he showed up.
I didn’t want to push my luck.