It was time for a holiday! I had been working hard for months and had decided to spend two weeks in a 5-star hotel in the Bahamas. I had booked really early, so I was able to get a great deal. Maybe I would be mixing with the rich and famous! As soon as I approached the reception desk and announced my name, there was a flurry of activity. Before I knew what was happening, the manager had ordered a porter to grab my bags and show me to the penthouse suite. A large basket of fruit and goodies was sitting on a table, and an invitation to join the manager of the hotel for a complimentary dinner was lying on a silver platter. I had never stayed in such a luxurious hotel before and I thought to myself, "How kind and helpful the staff are!" I gave the porter a big tip, unpacked my bags and headed to the bathroom for a long, hot shower. Imagine my shock when, a few minutes after I returned to my bedroom, the porter returned and asked me nervously to pack my bags and leave the room! A quick call to the manager cleared up the whole mystery. It seemed that I had the same name as a famous writer and the manager had mistaken me for her! They were very apologetic, but it wasn't long before I was in the regular room I had actually booked!