At the 2003 US Open during Hurricane Isabel, we were all stuck in the Holiday Inn hotel on that Thursday. I and a few others were getting really restless so we decided to have some fun. In no particular order and in our drunken stupor:
As I distracted the bartender in one of the ballrooms that were turned into a dining area, my friend stole a bottle of Wild Turkey. Then he distracted the bartender and I stole little bottles of soda (we needed
something to chase down that Wild Turkey after all!
I then went into the ladies room while my bud went into the mens room where we broke open the toilet paper recepticles and stole the toilet paper rolls. (Remember, there was no light or elevator service because the storm had taken out the electricity). We then conned one of the chamber maid's out of her gigantic roll of paper towel by telling her that it was needed for my friend's kid's science project.
We go up to the 6th floor to my friends room where we pried open the window (he broke the safety latch thing so that window was open to the max). At this point we've got about 10 other people in there that we met in the stairwell on the way back up. With winds at about 70-80 mph, we started TPing all of Chesapeake. That giant roll of paper, lets just say that I still have a "battlescar" on my index fingers from working that baby. All I remember were the drinks were nice and cold (anything's good when it's "free"), and I remember dodging one of the security guards that came up to ask us if we knew where the TP was coming from. Doh!
I wound up crashing at another friend's room (I was staying at the Hampton that year and they had no power whatsoever. The Holiday Inn had generator power). I woke up that Friday morning, hungover, eyes dry as all hell since I hadn't removed the contacts (hard lenses at that), and went downstairs to walk to my hotel.
When I turned the corner to get to the Hampton, forget about the fallen trees and limbs strewn about, there was TP all over the place! Just thinking about it now makes me