I'm sitting in my hotel room, I'm bored and I'd like to have great sex right now. So I pick up the phone, call the front desk and ask for a handyman because I'm dripping. A few moments later the guy is already there. I quickly make it clear to him that the tap is not dripping here. But now I have to give the hotel some praise, because the craftsman took care of the matter directly and plugged the dripping spot.