It was 3 AM at a swanky hotel, and the poor night receptionist was fighting to stay awake when suddenly—bam!—an elderly woman burst into the lobby, completely frantic.
“Please! You have to come right away!” she gasped. “There’s a naked man outside my window!”
Instantly alert, the receptionist grabbed her keys and followed the woman up to her room, bracing for something truly scandalous.
Once inside, the woman pointed out the window. Across the street, in an apartment building, a man could be seen moving around—shirtless, casually going about his evening.
The receptionist sighed in relief.
“Ma’am, he’s probably just getting ready for bed. And honestly, you can only see him from the waist up.”
The old lady raised an eyebrow, gave her a sly grin, and said…
“Sweetie… try standing on the dresser.”
