While working at a small boutique hotel, a woman came to the desk, visibly shaken.

She said, “I can’t find my husband. He’s not in the room, and all his clothes are still there. He’s a sleepwalker.”
Immediately, I head up to the CCTV station located in our linen storage to check the cameras. As I open the door and turn on the light, I’m shocked to see her naked husband asleep, sprawled across our bundled duvet covers, with one half of a duvet covering him.

I woke him up, and, of course, he had no idea where he was. I wrapped him up and took him back to his wife. The couple checked out later, and the guy was extremely embarrassed. I told him not to worry about it, as he had given me a great story to share.

I worked for four years cleaning inexpensive motel rooms. Once, we had a guest stay for an entire week without letting housekeeping into his room. Each day, we brought him fresh towels and trash bags, and he would meet us at the door to take them.
When he finally left, we were terrified of what we might find, but the room was spotless. He hadn’t touched a thing and had even cleaned with bleach. All the towels we’d given him were neatly folded, apparently unused. Even the bed was just as we’d left it. Super weird.

While working as a cleaner in a hotel, I went to clean a guest’s room, dreading it since they’d been there for a bachelor party. When I opened the door, I found… a goat. I have no idea how it got there, but it made for a good story for a while.