Disturbingly Dense

(I’m working the day shift at a hotel. One day, I get a page from the front desk.)

Coworker: “This is going to seem like a weird request.”

Me: “Okay, what’s up?”

Coworker: “Well, the lady in room [number] needs you to show her how to use the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign.”

Me: “You’re kidding, right?”

Coworker: *laughs* “I’m afraid not.”

(I go to the guest’s room and knock on her door. A lady in her 50s comes to the door holding a little cardboard ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign.)

Guest: “How do I work this?”

(I take the sign and put it on the door handle.)

Guest: “Oh, so that’s how that thing works!”