Dear Readers, Today we will continue to discuss where we left from our Last Part.

So Let’s start
The similar situation is, 2 years ago, I had a Guaranteed Reservation at a Manhattan Hotel. As I took a Taxi to my Destination, late in the evening, the driver said, “We’ll have to stop at this corner. The street’s blocked. It looks like a Police Barricade.“
“Oh, Great,” I grumbled, getting out of the cab and paying my fare. Hosting my bags, I shouldered my way Past Policemen, Press Photographers, gawking Pedestrians, TV camera crews, and Newspaper Personnel.
“Hey, what’s going on?” I asked the doorman, after trudging to the hotel’s ornate entranceway.
He pointed skyward, “Some guy on the 11th floor’s about to jump. That’s what’s going on!“
“Gee, that’s too bad,” I said, upset at the thought of a fellow human tumbling to the sidewalk. I edged through the revolving door and approached the desk. “My name’s Cohen,” I said. “I have a guaranteed reservation.” 
The registration clerk Murmured, “Yes, you do, Mr. Cohen — but we don’t have a room.“
I Grimaced. “What do you mean, you don’t have a room?“
“Sorry,” said the clerk, “but we’re all filled up. You know how it is.” 
“No, I don’t know how it is!” I retorted. “You have to have a room somewhere!“
“Let me check around at other hotels,” he suggested, reaching for a desk phone.
“Hold it!” I snapped.  “You do have a room! You know the guy on the 11th floor? The one who’s causing all that commotion outside? He’s checking-out!“
The wind-up? The guy didn’t jump. The police corralled him but checked him into a different facility for psychiatric examination. I got his vacant room.

Let me give you another personal Experience in our Next Part:
“Negotiating Anything, Any Place : Moving Up ( Part 3 )“
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