The Night My Hotel Guests Checked In 'To Die'—And Left Me Shaking
If you think working the front desk at a big city hotel is all about checking IDs and handing out key cards, think again. Sometimes, your shift serves up a cocktail of existential dread, dark comedy, and a dash of “what on earth just happened?” Case in point: the night a couple walked in, announced their intention to “die tonight,” and left me wondering if I’d stumbled into a David Lynch film instead of my regular PM shift.
This is the true, bizarre, and oddly hilarious story of the time I booked a room for two people who claimed they were there for their final night—and how it ended in baking soda, tinfoil, and a front desk standoff I’ll never forget.