dgscott
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So I'm in a 2 week conference in Phoenix staying at a well known hotel chain. I come back from the first morning session, and my key won't open my door. I return to the desk and they re-program it. After the late session I can't get into my room and I go to the front desk and they reprogram the key. I go out for dinner, can't get back in my room, etc., etc. The Front Desk clerk is a little worried that something's wrong with the lock, and maintenance comes to check it out, proclaims that everything's fine. Next morning, same deal.
And in the elevator, it hits me -- my beautiful brown Mallee burl Zen rollerball is in my breast pocket -- you know -- the one with the magnetic top?
Duh.
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Doug
And in the elevator, it hits me -- my beautiful brown Mallee burl Zen rollerball is in my breast pocket -- you know -- the one with the magnetic top?
Duh.
Doug