me: EEEEK!!! There's totally a snake out there on the ground!Pffft. Whatever. Like snakes can't get to the 6th floor.
me: RIGHT THERE!!! (cue frantic pointing out our hotel window)
Joe: That's not a snake.
me: How do you know?
Joe: We're on the 6th floor. It's a cable or something.
However, since it's still there today, I might have to concede that is it, in fact, NOT a snake. Or that maybe it's a dead snake. Yeah, it must be a dead snake. No way Joe's allowed to be right.