There was this old, historic hotel I used to work at, it reminded everybody of The Shining. Well, I typically worked nights there and sometimes would see some weird things, or hear some weird things out back in the kitchen or up on the third floor. The hotel was definitely haunted. Well, not only would I get spooked, but because it was such an old, historic hotel and was so large, that the heating equipment couldn’t keep up and was also out of date. I begged and begged for the heat to be turned up in that hotel, especially at night when there was no sun shining through any windows. They said no because there was no point in it – I used to come bundled up to work, in my fleece, layered with a sweater and a scarf. Sometimes I even wore two pairs of pants and hiking socks! Well, one day when I finally came in, I sat down at the desk and whacked my legs off of something underneath, which nothing is usually there. It was a portable heater! I had never been so happy in my entire life. That little portable heater put off so much heat I think it burned my leg hairs off of me each and every night when I used it on full blast! I would huddle next to it in the back office because that was my best chance of keeping any heat in, rather than the large lobby! Who would have known such a tiny little heater would make such a difference in my work environment for me!