I have always heard that the Menger is haunted, but I didn't know it was cursed! At least my room is. Last night my amorous neighbors at 4 am. Today? At 11:55 a SAXOPHONE. SAXOPHONE. Somebody decided it would be a good idea to practice their saxophone at midnight in a hotel. After laying there for 10 minutes debating what to do because I HATE confrontations I finally called the front desk. What else could I do? Someone was playing their freaking saxophone at midnight. I wonder what Friday and Saturday night have in store for me. And now I'm wide awake. Sigh.
UPDATE: Wait, I hear voices. Maybe they are going to have loud sex again to get back at me. Double sigh.