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“There was a pool party in our courtyard pool for a bowling team, with lots of children attending. I was working at the hotel as a maintenance man, but sometimes they used me for security, which I hated because it literally was not my job or my interest to do so. Also, I was 20 years old, skinny, and not in good shape for security detail. Anyway, I was told a strange man was lurking around the pool trying (so they claimed) to snatch one of the children. They told me he was hiding in a stall in the lobby bathroom and that I should ask him his name and what room he was staying in. If he could not provide these, I was to kick him off the property.”
“So I enter the restroom as the people making the accusations stand outside the bathroom door. I see someone in a stall and knock on the door.
‘Sir, are you a guest at this hotel?’
‘What? Ummm…yes.’
‘What is your name and room number?’
‘…can i just finish first?’
This went on for a few minutes. Me banging on the stall door, and this poor man just trying to take a peaceful poop. It turned out he was just with the bowling party and had zero clue about the courtyard pool drama. Someone eventually burst in and screamed at me that the lurker was in the parking lot and heading back to the front door.
I followed them outside where they pointed him out as he walked toward the lobby doors. At this point, I already felt humiliated due to my interrogating a man while he was taking a dump. Now, I had to enter into a completely different confrontation with a person who could be a pedophile predator…or just another innocent person minding his own business.
I stopped him and asked if he was staying at the hotel. He had a strange look in his eyes. He was sweaty, looked like he lived in a basement, and was extremely nervous. He did not respond. He just tried to outmaneuver me. I blocked him and asked him what his business was at the hotel. He kept trying to pass me, and I kept blocking him. I had guests watching from the bowling party the whole time this happened, making the situation more tense. Finally, I told him I was going to contact the police, and he bolted through the parking lot.
I never got the full story of what actually took place by the pool, but that was the weirdest 10 minutes I spent working at a hotel.”
—Sardo N., Quora
