When my boyfriend and I got back to the hotel, we weren’t concerned with where we were putting our clothing.
We were both ready to jump into bed. It had been a very long day. We left the hotel room at 8:00 in the morning to go to the city and we spent all day there. We did not return back to the hotel until it was 3:00 in the morning. When I woke up, I looked for my shirt. I wanted to go outside and smoke a cigarette on the balcony but I didn’t want to do it nude. I found my shirt. It was underneath that air conditioner. Unfortunately, the AC unit was leaking something gross on my shirt. It was a practically brand new shirt and there was some kind of brownish red substance all over it. I woke up my boyfriend and I told him about my shirt. He was just as angry and upset as me and he said that he was going to take care of the problem. He got dressed and went downstairs. He was gone for almost an hour. He came back with breakfast, thankfully. He also came back with good news. The manager of the hotel apologized for the trouble with the AC and reimbursed us for one night of our stay to make up for the shirt that was destroyed. The manager of the hotel also offered to send a repair guy to fix the AC or to put us in a different room for the remainder of our stay.