When I arrived at my hotel in Cincinnati, I noticed that a van was parked at the entrance. Since I always park at the entrance while checking in, I didn’t think anything of it. But, the next day the van was still there.
My next thought was that the van belonged to the hotel manager. After all, it was a prime parking spot. But, unless the manager also lived there, it was not his/hers since the van never moved. In fact, I took this picture as I was checking out 5 days later.
So much for signs.