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By the time John pulls into the little town, every motel room is taken…
“You’ve got to have a room somewhere,” he pleads to the last motel manager, “Or just a bed?… “
“I don’t really care where, I’m completely exhausted.”
“Well, I do have a double room with one occupant,” admits the manager, “and I’m sure he would be glad to split the cost… “
“But to tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms have complained all week.”
“I’m not sure it’d be worth it to you.”
“No problem,” the tired traveler assures him, “I’ll take it.”
The next morning, John comes down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy tailed…
The manager asks him how he survived.
“Never better,” replies John.
The manager was impressed, “No problem with the other guy snoring then?”
“Nope, I shut him up in no time,” John answers.
“How’d you manage that?” asks the manager.
“It was easy,” says John, “he was already in bed, snoring away, when I came into the room… “
“I went over, gave him a peck on the cheek, and said, “Good night, beautiful”… “
“He sat up all night watching me.”
