Last year I went to DLV in Las Vegas and left my room without the key, locking myself out. I had to contact the desk and while in girl mode show my ID to the security officer to get back in. I told myself I'd never do that again. This year I went to DLV in Las Vegas and left my room with the key, and a backup. This time the hotel locked me out.
The night before this happened I arrived late and was given a room facing the freeway and all it's noise so in the morning I requested and received a room change, right across the hall to an interior and much quieter room. A bellman even delivered the new key cards right to my door. After I moved I figured I would be in girl mode for the rest of the week! Yahoo!
Evidently the proper box was not checked and the new room was still listed as vacant. While I was out for the evening having a nice dinner and visit with old friends, they tried to move someone in to my new room. When they found it full of my things their policy dictates they secure the room until the owner of said things arrives. I got back to the room around 10:00 PM and couldn't get in. It took two walks down to the desk where I had to show my ID (multiple double takes and a visit with the manager), multiple phone calls, contact with a security officer and her supervisor, two workers from Engineering who needed to check the batteries in the lock, and not quite 3 hours before my keys were working and I knew I had the room for the rest of the week.
Throughout the ordeal I was treated well and other than showing my ID the only gender problem I personally faced was when the security officer told the registration desk over her two-way radio that "She" was in the room. At the desk they were looking at "Dave" on the registration and got confused again. I have written a nearly 5 page story from this, so as long as this post is, it's the Reader's Digest version.
Years of coming to grips with my gender identity, the lock-out last year and their training made this frustrating but not something that put me off ever going out in public again. I can't say that it would have been the same for someone getting out the first time. With that in mind I've contacted the hotel manager and started a conversation to help them see how the event effected me and could have been both better and also resulted in consequences that were much worse.
On the positive side I have a new level of confidence and one more story to tell.