I gave concealed license training for many years, and always
enjoyed the stories that some of the students would tell.
Today I was remembering a guy who told me he carried a 1911
Colt .45. He travelled quite a lot, and said he always slept with
his 1911 under his pillow in condition 3. Loaded magazine,
chamber empty and hammer down. Meaning he would need to
rack a round into the chamber in order to fire.

He went on to tell me he was travelling in California, sleeping in
a motel, when something awakened him in the night. He was in
the bed nearest to the front window. He said someone was raising the
window. Then a leg came through the window. Then
an arm.

He pulled his 1911 out from under his pillow and racked a round into
the chamber. Someone said OOPS! Wrong Room.

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In Omnia Paratus

great story. made me laugh out loud. thanks for posting. krs

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Too good

It most surely was.

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Expect the unexpected

Glad that story turned out better than it could have.

FWIW, when I travel and know I'm going to be staying in hotels/motels, I bring along door stops of different sizes. Can be wedged under closed doors or in sliding windows for an extra layer of security. Won't stop a determined thief, but it'll take them longer and likely make noise before gaining entry, and the casual thief looking for an easy score will be more likely to move on.

I used to carry it that condition, until one day I was cornered in a men's room and didn't want to make the noise racking the slide! I have racked out a live round to make the noise in both 1911's and shotguns since then, but no more empty chamber for me!

Ivan

Once I checked into a motel and when I went to the room and used the key to open the door I discovered a couple already engaged in using the room. Clerks error, but, it could have been a serious misunderstanding there.

Years ago I was staying in a Kansas motel. Just got my stuff in the room
and was getting ready to go down to the bar, when the door opened and a
guy ask what I was doing in his room. We both went down to the desk clerk and I told her if she was going to get me a room mate for the night
at least make it a decent looking woman.
I got several free drinks for her little mistake. The other guy got another
room.

One of those "pay by the hour" places, eh?

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Only a cold warrior

Wrong room for sure!

A few yeas back the cruise company put us up for the night at a expensive well known hotel in Los Angeles.

About 11 that night my wife is asleep and I hear someone at the door and then it opens and I hear HI its me. Grabbed the only weapon I could (a coat hanger) and advanced to the door. "It was a ''working girl" and she said whats going on your not Joe.

She than ran out of the room and I called the desk. They (security) came up and looked around and told me it looks like the previous person in the room must have given a key card to this woman. They then changed the key card, which was something they forgot to do when they issued us that room.

We got a free breakfast as a apology the next morning. That place was very expensive as our breakfast came to about $75! (back home it would be less than $20.)

Kind of a crazy experience for us New Yorker's, but as we flew here and would board the ship next morning, we had no weapon of any kind, all turned out OK.

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Had a similar foul up. The good news is that the action was over, but by the state of the bed much fun was had by all involved.

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Release the Kraken

Something similar happened to me. I was assigned to assist another agency at a crime scene near Redding, California, and I was staying at a nice hotel in Redding. At the end of the day, I returned to my room. Besides my suitcase, there was another suitcase and other items that were not mine. I'm on the phone calling the desk, "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON? SOMEONE HAS THEIR STUFF IN MY ROOM." I am on the phone, and a young lady walks into "her" room. I can only imagine what she was thinking when she walked into the room, and standing there is a strange man with a gun on his hip. The hotel quickly fixed the mistake. For whatever reason, they thought I had checked out. I'm sure the young lady is still talking about finding a strange man with a gun in her room.


I do have a question. What did the young lady think when she first entered the room and there was a well-worn suitcase there? Did she not notice it? What about the hotel maid when she made the bed and brought in fresh towels?

Thinking for ones self seems to be a long lost art, now. Seeing a suitcase would probably seem to be a puzzle with no answer to some people.

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First trip to South Dakota with a bunch of guys for prairie dog hunting. We had driven straight through from central Ohio, about 21 1/2 hrs and we all had finally settled into our "motel" rooms around midnight. The motel was a modular trailer affair with the trailers end on to each other (rough would be a generous description).

My roommate and I had finally settled into our beds and were sleeping the sleep of the dead when about 2:00 am we were rudely awakened by a very large, very drunk man crashing into our room, through the supposedly locked door. Both of us rolled out of bed onto the floor opposite of the door and came up with our pistols centered on the guys center of mass, backlighted in the doorway. I still thank the lord that he didn't lurch any further into the room than the doorway before he realized he had forced his way into the wrong room.

After seeing and talking to the same guy the next morning, he had NO idea, how close he came to having a really tragic night.

I checked into the hotel, used the facility and went to work. Came in that evening and found someone else in occupancy. Busy place but got a different room for my three week stay.
Also had someone try to enter our room one night with a key, but deadbolt stopped them. Another doubled room case, but freaked my wife.

This got me thinking and I have several hotel/motel stories. Probably the best was on a tour to southern Spain with my now ex-wife. After the last night dinner we are in bed sleeping when we were awakened by a man yelling a woman's name. This was followed by yelling and pounding on our door "you bit## I know you're in there." Then the door splintered open and a very drunk man was in the room. My wife is on the phone to the desk where no one speaks english at that hour. I am naked trading punches with a stranger. He went down with me on top pounding his face and banging his head on the carpet. Finally help arrived in the form of some other tourists and he was pulled out of the room. We saw him in the airport the next morning looking much worse for the wear. His wife standing by looking mortified.

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Made it, Ma! Top of the world!

I spent many years on the hotel circuit and can bear witness that the portal to Bizarro World opens after the bars close.

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Music/Sports/Beer fan

I spent a few years working at a hotel, and I can confirm this.

I used to travel on business often. Once I checked in late and got the key and went to the room. As I opened the door the lady occupying the room was right on the other side of the door. Apparently she had just come out of the shower cause she was totally nekkid. Obviously I apologized and went back to the front desk. But it was hard to leave because......boy they were bigguns.

Does a working key override the deadbolt in a hotel?


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This didn't happen at a motel but at our house when I was young. My brother and me slept in the back bedroom. It had a window that opened to the back porch and in the summer time it was open trying to get a little cool air. In the middle of the night I woke up with my dad's hand over my mouth telling us to be quite and it was light enough I could see him point toward the window. You could see a man trying to get the back door open. My dad had a .45 and he racked the slide and the guy didn't bother to use the steps, he kind of flew off of the porch. Racking a slide or pumping a shotgun will usually do the trick unless they are stupid or drugged up.

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No it doesn't. So, if you're going to get nekkid use the deadbolt.

I used to have to stay in hotels quite often for work before I retired. We received per diem, and while you normally could find decent accommodations using it, some of my co-workers decided to cheap out and pocket the difference.

Two reasons why it paid to get the best room the per diem would cover:

One morning, I picked up the co-worker who had ridden with me to that city, and he said that he didn't get any sleep. The walls were very thin, occupants in adjoining room were busy, and drunks on the prowl all night long. I had slept like a baby, with no interruptions.

Another cold morning, at the work site one of my co-workers, who used the same hotel that I did, asked if my heat had worked properly. I told him yes, and that he should call the front desk to get it fixed before that night. Two other co-workers who had bunked together at another hotel, said "You have heat?" That's what happens when you double up on a room for $13 a night (!?!).

You often get what you pay for. Not always, but most times.

One other work travel story. I owned a Cessna 172, and my employer's policy actually paid more per air mile (as attested to by the pilot, me), than they did for car travel. It was significantly more, and easily covered my per hour cost of flying.

However, on this day, I had a head wind that turned my 130 mph air speed into 50 mph over the ground. i actually had cars on the freeway below passing me. Needless to say, I arrived late for my meeting, and it was my boss who met me at the airport. He wasn't happy. I was giving a presentation that day, and they couldn't do anything until I arrived. However, on the way home, that head wind was an equal tail wind, and I got home in record time. Even though I burned more fuel on the way down, I burned considerably less on the homeward leg, and pocketed enough to cover expenses and put some extra hours in the logbook. A win-win, but the boss didn't let me do it again.

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I've never stayed in a hotel/motel that had windows that opened. With the exception of a patio/balcony slider

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We didn't have per diem and could stay anywhere, but had to turn in receipts, including meals. They frowned if we stayed at the Ritz-Carlton, but they didn't expect us to go to a Super-8 either.

Nevertheless, many of our job sites were 80 miles outside of East Podunk. One motel, truckstop and bar in town. I can't tell you how many sleepless nights over my 40 year career.

On a positive note, people way out in the boonies are usualy quite nice.

One memorable little town was the dirtiest place I ever saw. An old geezer owned the factory, general store, motel and bar. He was also the mayor. After work each day I'd go to the bar for a couple beers. One day it was particularly crowded and I got the impression the bartender didn't want me there. Then a huge dude came over and asked me what I was doing in town. When I told him I was helping Mr. XXX in the factory he passed it around and everybody smiled at me and i got free beer the rest of the evening. The person next to me said theys all thought I was a union organizer...

I was taking a bar exam class in Columbus, Ohio. It was a three day class, so I booked two days at a motel. I only brought a single bag with a couple of changes of clothes. The first day you took a practice test and then the next two days you went over the correct answers. When I left for the first day of the class, I threw my bag into the car. After the class, I stopped and bought a small pizza and a six pack of beer. When I got back to the motel, I was juggling the pizza, beer, my bag and trying to unlock the door. The door stuck a little and I bumped it with my hip to open it. The door flew inward and struck the wall with a loud bang. I stepped through the doorway and a women sat straight up in bed and was trying to cover herself with a sheet. She screamed and I froze. I looked at the door and my key and I had the correct room. I also heard the shower running and realized she was not alone. I yelled I'm sorry and stepped back out and closed the door. Yep, the motel thought I had left since I took my bag and they re-rented the room. I could just see the story. Would be rapist enters woman's motel room with pizza, beer and his over night bag.

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