Story time: I booked two nights at the @RitzCarlton in DC for my gf’s birthday… At about 2am, we hear a domestic situation in the room next door - fortunately for the woman next door, the walls are paper thin… I open our door and I see the male, who we had heard literally beating the shit out of the woman next door. He starts advancing towards me - luckily, we had ordered room service and I was able to grab a knife quickly… As the individuals, who was ~25-30 years old, advances towards me, he calls me multiple racial slurs. Once he sees I have a knife in my hands he runs down the hallway. Luckily, Jasmine had already started to call 911 at this point - the craziest thing? Of the two phones in the room, neither of them worked unless they could be used on speaker…so she had to use her cell phone…thought this was the @RitzCarlton right? Best part is I’m in a bathrobe that keeps coming undone all during this ordeal… I close the door and then the “security” comes up and I explain the situation about 5 minutes later…as I am explaining the situation, the guy comes back. I had put the knife down, and at this point the closest utensil I could find was a fork, so I grab the fork and have to walk back out into the hallway because it was clear that the “security” wasn’t going to be able to ameliorate the situation… The individual advances towards us again, I have to make it known that this isn’t exactly a situation to fuck around in with me holding a fork and he then runs down the 8th floor hallway again to a stairwell. I ask the “security” if they want me to go get him, because the MPD is coming at this point… As a former D1 sprinter, I’m relatively quick, and I sprint down the hallway in a bathrobe with my dick and balls flying around out in the open and round the corner, re-tie the bathrobe and enter the stairwell… One security guard is talking with the individual. He calls me a few more racial slurs, rather creative ones too, and he starts to advance at us again. Being in a small, confined area and knowing that back in the hallway it’s three women - the victim, my gf, and an employee with a walkie talkie…I’m not gonna allow him to go back in the hallway, so as he advances back up the stairs towards me and I go down and have to take my right shoulder and body check him into the stairwell wall… He hits the wall and rail, stumbles and falls, calls me more racial slurs and runs down the stairs like the coward he is. I go back to my room and call it for the night. The manager has been made aware and I’m very much looking forward to calling up someone very high up at the @RitzCarlton today and letting them know about this situation. Wild ride, but thank god for room service.