All our room keys stopped working.
None of us were wearing shoes.
Too lazy to go down 5 floors to the front desk and ask for new room keys.
So we sat on the floor in the hallway and yelled for Jens to come help for 15 minutes.
When she showed up, she told us, “go down to the front desk and ask for new room keys.”
So we did.
(I’m in the black jeans and reddish shirt. I am not flipping off the camera, I am displaying a defective room key.)