Over the past three decades, I’ve logged more than 1.5 million air miles traveling for book tours, speaking events, and television and radio shows. It’s been and continues to be great fun, and I have mostly loved every moment. As you might imagine, many funny things have happened to me on my travels. But none can top what happened in San Francisco. The year was 1998. I was in San Francisco to appear on a local television show. The show had arranged for me to stay in the oldest, most historic downtown hotel. The producer had asked me to bring a few props that would create some visual interest, as I would be demonstrating some of the great tips I’d been publishing in my monthly newsletter. I arrived the evening before and checked into the hotel before taking a cab to a local grocery store to pick up the props …