bag of Marijuana and staying in a hotel room: For some reason the door would not shut so I could not smoke… so I switched rooms. A bunch of little ladies and a child busted into my room as I was lighting up. I tried to switch rooms, but the old ladies would have none of it. No Problem the lady yelled. Apparently they thought the room was their’s. I went downstairs to get another room. No one had been staying in the room for twenty years because it was haunted the inkeeper tells me and how did I get the keys?