Since my flight doesn't depart until later, I asked the hotel if I could store my backpack somewhere. "Of course, right through that door!"
So I pushed open the door and found a place for my stuff amongst the luggage. All ready for a day in Dublin, I pushed on the door to leave. It didn't budge! What the %#^*€<~£^>?!!! I pushed again. I look for a handle. Nothing! I was locked in a closet!
After about ten minutes of trying to open the door an employer came in and I was freed! Seriously?!?! Who gets locked in a closet?!? Oh wait...ME!!!! Just like when I got locked in my own room!
Pretty sure Daphne was yelling or laughing at me!