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.