The Unexpected Bill
A five-star Hotel leads to an unforgettable payment dispute
One day, a woman went to a five-star hotel to spend a day. But she was not a big money maker. And she did not have much understanding of money either. After spending a luxurious night, she went to the cashier to pay the bill the next day before leaving.
When she saw the bill, she saw the star. The bill was $500. Here is a conversation between the cashier and the woman:
Woman - There is no way I can get such a bill.
Cashier - Why do you say that, madam? This is a five-star hotel. There is a swimming pool.
Woman - So I did not use it.
Cashier - So the lady could have used it.
Cashier - Look at this lady. There are international conference rooms, nightclubs & movie theatres.
Woman - Oh, I did not use any of them.
Cashier - So the lady could have used it. From the cashier, knowing that there was no solution, the woman took out her checkbook and wrote a check.
Cashier - Ma'am, I made a mistake and charged her $500, not $250.
Woman - No, there is no mistake. I deducted $250 because you slept with me last night.
Cashier - Oh, ma'am, don't lie. Where did I sleep with you last night?
Woman - Why are you saying that? I was here yesterday. You were here too. So you had to sleep with me.
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Made a smile for my day 💙🏆🖌️
Heee heee heee what a funny story.😜😜😜
Very funny story