Going Berserk Over a Hijacked Hotel Membership
The hotel calls me on the phone and tactfully reminds me that since I've forgotten to pay for the condoms I've used last night, they've deducted the sum from my VIP card.
I'm a little perplexed, to say the least. Last night, I've taken on an overnight shift till late night, so I've never been to the hotel.
So, I question my wife, Nyla Burdette, who's the only one that knows about my VIP card number. She just looks at me in confusion.
"Honey, it costs over a thousand dollars to spend a night in that hotel! Why would I stay there, to begin with? There must be something wrong with the hotel's system!"
I no longer waste my breath on Nyla. My oldest uncle, Eric Fuller, is the investor of that particular hotel, so I call him right away.
"Uncle Eric, help me investigate who Nyla has taken to the hotel last night! I want to catch them in the act!"