Have you ever had a really curious experience in a hotel?
One evening I went to the hotel after a hard day.
While walking about 4 km, grateful for my headphones, which relieve me of loneliness, I imagined myself making myself comfortable and immersing myself in one of my favorite books “The Art of the Good Life”.
After the successful check-in and now imagine my condition with the book in my hand even more concrete, I ran up the stairs to the room intended for me.
Slightly excited, I wondered if my chip would open the door with the first try.
Yes, I was successful and opened the door. While I discovered the window and the great view over the city, I noticed something immediately:
Someone was in bed and sleeping.
I only recognized feet, the location is very relaxed.
Out of sheer awe of invading someone’s privacy, I immediately closed the door again.
I immediately looked for the stairs to the reception again.
I thought this was funny and was glad that the person was “just sleeping”.
At the same time, I wondered what had happened to make it happen.
The person at the front desk didn’t find this as funny as I did.
She scolded her colleagues loudly. I also found watching her amusing, so I was even less upset as a customer.
Why should I? No one was injured, the consequences were negligible.
I finally had something exciting today to talk about.
When I got a new, empty room just for me, I called my husband. He said, “I’ve never experienced that or heard of it.”
He laughed, as I did, about this incident and went on to say:
“Imagine you’re already asleep and then a person comes into your room at night.”
Diversity has many aspects.
Although we mostly address “visual” diversity, I find the way we perceive, accept, process a situation, or how we deal with curious events even more exciting and diverse.
That says a lot about us. How quickly does diversity, something that has never been experienced before, a different approach, throw me out of the concept?
Are the consequences bad, negligible or even enriching?
In addition, this event helped me to internalize that I share beds, plates, glasses, rooms with all the people I may not like – even if not at the same time. This realization is sobering.
So why not work on my acceptance?