Maybe we just need a change of scenery. You know, pack up and leave this world behind. Start fresh." Easier said than done. What would you do without ...our mansion in the hills? The family security blanket? What would I do without my condo, and my plasma TV? Wouldn't it be easier to just find my trophy wife and settle down?" Perhaps. But then maybe we'd move on with our lives and be better off for it."I tried to picture a world outside of my comfortable life. It was a little too much to give up.. I cried and blubbed and begged him not to, promising that I would do anything to avoid that, so anything it was! I found out almost 40 years later, from Alan that it was all a set up, the caretaker had arranged it all with Alan but no one could have known where it would lead!Mr Carter, the caretaker, took me, and a grinning Alan, to the boiler room, a scary place at the best of times but when you had just been caught smoking it seemed like Hades itself! Once inside his “office” an oversized. She held my hands and looked at me and mumbled: “not here”. I gave a surprising look. She moved away from me and looked out from the kitchen door. She was making sure her husband was asleep. As she tiptoed out of the kitchen she turned towards me and asked me to follow her.I obeyed and as I went behind her, I had a look at my boss and there he lay snoring in a deep sleep. She took me upstairs to their bedroom and locked the door. She stood at the door waiting to be pampered again like a queen.I. ” So I climbed into the back of the Jeep and we drove off. “Where you heading” asked the driver, “I don’t remember the name of the motel, but it’s just up the road about another mile or two.” “Diane, you remember that motel where the guy killed himself last year” said the other girl “Oh yeh, don’t tell me your staying there” said the driver. “Oh shit, I know nothing about that, but if that’s it up there” pointing to the neon lights up the road, “then I guess I’m staying at the Bates Motel.