I recently went through my old photos and saw a photo of a key fob I got at the world’s strangest Bed and Breakfast.
The night before, I had been hired very last minute for a stage show. The company had fully booked out the hotel where I was doing my show. Leaving me with the choice of a handful of BnB’s in the immediate area and I chose the closest. It was run by a woman who was a few sandwiches short of a picnic basket…and it showed!
As she was about to hand me the key she told me to ignore the number on the key fob, it was just a random key fob that she found in a second-hand shop, but it was heavy and made the key hard to lose.
Just then, and before releasing the key to me, she said it had a three-digit number on it and if I can guess it she would give me the room for free. She didn’t realise what I do for a living, and I was able to correctly guess the number and got my room for free…although I paid for it the next morning at breakfast when she wouldn’t stop talking about it!