Toilet Roll Confession

I’m sorry. So very sorry. I didn’t mean to do it to you but I was half asleep. Please forgive me.

Our last night in Port Moresby was going to be a short one. With my flight leaving at 6:30 a.m. I knew I’d have to be at the airport by 4:30 a.m. That meant waking up at 3:30 a.m. The front desk staff at the Holiday Inn Port Moresby offered us a wake up call. We accepted.

After a great meal in the hotel restaurant and a debrief with the team we headed to bed. I remember laying in bed thinking about how difficult it was trying to get to sleep. The next thing I knew the phone was ringing. The time had come to start my journey home …. or had it?

I answered the phone to hear a voice asking me, “Did you request a (indistinguishable mumbling)?” I figured they were asking me whether I’d requested a reminder call so in my half awake state I replied yes before ending the call. That’s when my room mate, Scott Haas from Hobart’s Ultra 106.5, told me that it wasn’t 3:30 a.m. It was only 12:15 a.m. I said to Scott, “Well, I don’t know what I just agreed to but we’ll probably have room service at our door very soon.”

Tap, tap, tap, tap. There was someone at the door. I dragged myself out of bed and made my way to the door thinking about how I could tell them I hadn’t ordered the midnight snack or whatever it was they were delivering. I opened it to find a staff member offering me a toilet roll.

I’m so sorry, but at 12:20 a.m., after just a couple of hours sleep, I wasn’t really awake enough to argue. I politely took the roll, said thank you, and gently closed the door before collapsing on my bed and falling back to sleep.

Somewhere in the Holiday Inn that night there was a guest in desperate need of toilet paper wondering why room service wasn’t delivering what they needed. I’m sorry … but I hope you’ll understand.

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