We always remember our firsts. It was in 1992 when I had my first time of staying in a posh hotel to attend a convention. And while I enjoyed the hot water filing the bath tub, I didn’t realize that the hot steam sent an alarm to the smoke detector. And while enjoying my hot bath, a hotel personnel knocked at the door and later opened it using his key when I didn’t answer. Startled, the staff asked me if I saw smoke. Naked, I grasped the towel and answered I’m sorry, I was just having a hot bath.