The look on Rhonda’s face was priceless as she opened the door to room 515, only to find me poised in attack position, wearing only my black Hanes boxer/briefs and the black wrinkled t-shirt I slept in.
“Oh my God! Y’all checked in already?! Look at me opening doors an’ you in a karate stance…I’m so sorry…”
I decided to spare Rhonda’s life, and simply shut the door with a certain grace that only a true ninja could apply after an intruder has entered his domicile.
