Back in November I took a little road trip by myself to Chicago, and I stayed at the incredible Affinia Hotel, which is right in the heart of The Magnificent Mile.
It was a 15 hour drive, so I was knocking back caffeine-rich diet colas the entire way just to keep me conscious. When I got there, I had half a bottle of Diet Coke left so I tossed it in my purse, left my car with the valet (I know…too classy for me, right?), and went into the lobby to check in.
When she handed me my room key, I looked down to put it in my purse and that’s when I saw I had been piddling a puddle of pop right through the bottom of my purse onto their pristine and glistening hotel lobby floor.
Not just a few drops either. This was a full-on puddle, a good 2 feet in diameter.
Way to be a cool kid.
I sheepishly admitted to the hotel staff what I’d done, and although I expected a sneer, a contemptuous look of disgust, or to hear “you’re an idiot” (the northern equivalent of “bless your heart,”) I received nothing but kindness. Go figure.
Then I headed upstairs to find the coolest, hippest, sweetest hotel room I have ever stayed in!