The Neighboring Hotel Room
It had been a long day. I had left the West Coast this morning, bound for the Midwest to look at yet another car project. But, instead of a quick one-stop flight plan, I had spent the better part of it dealing with airport delays and flight changes. Then when I finally landed I still had to drive my rental car for over an hour before I could finally lay eyes on the car. It was a little tougher than was portrayed in the online listing and I was still contemplating whether I was going to go through with the purchase. For the night, I figured I would grab a bite to eat at the local Chili’s restaurant. After filling myself with a burger and fries, I headed to my hotel. I checked in, and …