I'm (we're) married!!! (Part 2)

So next was the wedding weekend. On Saturday, we had planned a lunch to be able to socialize with friends and family since we expected the wedding day to be a blur. But even with the lunch I felt like I didn't get to talk to very many people, and the ones I did get to talk to seemed more brief than I would have liked.

Saturday evening we returned to the hotel with plans to change and go out to eat with the bridal party. Niesha and her girls went to their room and both key cards wouldn't unlock their door. I took the cards to front desk and they reset them. Again no luck. I returned to the front desk and explained the situation. They would "send a maintenance man up". Would Borat return? We braced ourselves for an extremely high level of incompetence. Borat did not return, but it was......another maintenance man with a language barrier.
He tried his "master card key", and still nothing happened. He informed us that the battery must be dead in the lock system and he would have to open the door manually with the back-up master key. He inserted the key in the lock and turned............and the whole circular lock cylinder just rotated in the door. He tried again. Nothing. He tried his card key again. Nothing. He mumbled some words in broken english. At first all of us in the bridal party were laughing but trying to be discrete about it. But after about 20 minutes the maintenance man asked us, "When is the wedding?" "Tomorrow morning." we replied.
"Oh, so it's not tonight, that's good."
"Why, how long is it going to take for you to get into this room? All the bridesmaid's dresses and the wedding dress are in there?!"
"Well, I have to call some people." he said.

Eventually they got the girls door open a few hours later and had them change rooms. It sounds simple but when girls have laid out their clothes, make-up, bathroom utensils, creams, polishes, cleaners, waxers, shavers, it takes quite a bit of manpower to move them and their stuff a couple doors down.