I wake up and the room smells like smoke. I sniff for a moment and realize the hotel is not on fire, but the man in the room next to me is smoking in his room and it is drifting into mine.

I call downstairs to reception.

“Good morning. This is Lori in Room 1A. Is it possible to get a non-smoking room?”

“Ma’am, are you smoking in your room?” the receptionist replies.

“No….” I answer, somewhat confused.

“Then you are in a non-smoking room.”

I hang up, thinking this will be best dealt with in person.