I checked into my hotel last night, and was bitterly complaining about how dim the lights were in my room. Telling them it wasn’t bright enough to read, and that they’d gotten too carried away with cutting electrical costs.
So the maintenance guy brought me an extra lamp, with the brightest bulb they had, and that worked well enough. I turned on every light in the room and I could read the paper, and my book. So I go to bed, take off my glasses, and suddenly realize . . .
I was wearing my sunglasses.
The weird part is, nobody said anything. You’d think out of the three people I spoke to, one of them might have said, “Umm, sir, you’re wearing sunglasses. Inside.”