You know how it is.
Late night after work and extensive unwinding in the Bar, on your way back to the room you see it:
———————————————-As seen outside my room ———————————————-
Its the hotel equivalent of Dumpster Diving. Corridor Cravings.
Sooo, you realise you’re starving and that Mash looks soooo good. Mmmmmmm, will you?
Or is it ice cream? Who cares? Certainly not you, plenty of Free Exec lounge beer and then a few in the bar have accentuated your appetite and dulled your sensibilities. You bend down and run it into your room...
Come on, you've done it. You can confess confidentially here... it just looks soooo goood.
And so, to the question:
How falling-down drunk do you have to be to find the corridor leftovers irresistible?