Ste11aeres That link you posted was funny and, I can relate to the poor bloke, similar things have happened to me. Of course touring with a band, you never know who might get drunk and end up in your bed or bunk - often after you're already sleeping in it. LOL
We seem to remember which hotel and which floor we belong on, or that we are supposed to sleep on the bus that night but, the which room and which bed or bunk part gets lost somewhere between arriving at the venue and returning to our sleeping location.
I can be pretty obvious to flirts directed at me too. I mean it's obvious when they make a pass at me, give me a wolf call or, expose themselves but I'm sure I miss most of the subtle stuff.
We seem to remember which hotel and which floor we belong on, or that we are supposed to sleep on the bus that night but, the which room and which bed or bunk part gets lost somewhere between arriving at the venue and returning to our sleeping location.
I can be pretty obvious to flirts directed at me too. I mean it's obvious when they make a pass at me, give me a wolf call or, expose themselves but I'm sure I miss most of the subtle stuff.