My mom offered to watch our son so my wife and I went on a date for the first time in what felt like forever.
We had planned on taking a painting class but when it came to it we needed to unwind and both thought to watch a movie instead. After the movie though I said, “Let’s keep it going!” and we hit up The Olive Garden. At this point, it is 10 o’clock and I said, “Let’s keep it going!” again. I had no desire to go back home.
One thing we had always wondered was if we could go to the 24-hour King Spa and spend the night. So we headed over.
The thing is, I wake up at 4 or 5 every morning so when 10 PM hits, I am pretty much done. While my wife hit the sauna I went into the theater room thinking I might fall asleep.
What we didn’t realize was that even though the place was open 24/7, doesn’t mean it was rockin’ 24/7. Apparently, it was a cheap hostel. Lights go out and everyone lays out on a recliner, couch, or mat and just goes to sleep. The sauna, waterpark, and cafe are all shut down.
It felt like a cross between Kindergarten nap time and a refugee center.
My wife woke up on the floor next to a 7-year old girl who had crept up to her while sleeping and had a hand underneath her mat. There was no fear of getting shanked for belongings because you change into prison garb upon entering and are only carrying a locker key.
I ended up waking at 4 am and walking around thinking it was so surreal to watch strangers asleep. This is how Santa or the Sandman must feel like. Maybe someone doing a massive sleep study.
Relating this story to my co-worker I was given the response:
“I will bet you a weeks pay, if you were to poll one hundred people, you would get 110 to tell you that was the weirdest thing they ever heard. People would overhear you tell the story and say, ‘I know I’m not a part of this poll, but I just had something to say about that…'”