Hmm. Reminds me of a layover at a Boston hotel sometime during the summer before 9/11. On the morning of our return flight, the crew was in the lobby waiting for our First Officer, who was late. Finally the Captain called up to his room and then went upstairs. We all piled in the van to wait. When they finally came downstairs and joined us in the van, turned out the problem was that his shirts and ID badge were missing from his closet. He had been turning his room inside out trying to figure out where they had gone. The captain had to lend him a shirt so he could dress, but they had to deal with operations to get him an ID when we got to Logan.
Turned out the 9/11 terrorists were watching everything we were doing in that hotel, and had people working on the cleaning staff who were stealing bits and pieces of uniforms.