That makes me think of a time I was staying in a hotel in Minneapolis. I often, upon arrival, turn the shower on as hot as possible to steam the wrinkles out of my clothes. I did so and looked at the slacks I was wearing (which I would wear again on the trip) -- wrinkly. So I took them off, hung by the shower with the other clothes, exited the bathroom and pulled the door shut. As it was shutting I felt the locked handle -- too late.

So there I was --- in my underwear with the shower running in the locked bathroom....

Fortunately it is usually cold in Minneapolis (in fact I believe it was winter) so I had a coat to put on when the maintenance man came to unlock the bathroom door....

(Randi -- are you a "marked woman" with the utiliites companies in Ibiza???)