Incalculable

A man looks for a place in which to stay the night.

He finds a run-down motel but the availability is tight.

The concierge explains that there is an infinite amount of rooms,

He also says that each room is already taken.

The man responds with "what is this motel, a tomb?"

Mr. Concierge says, "Do you think I'm faking?"

The man sits in the lobby, pondering the situation..."There must be a way"

"Aha! I've solved it" as the concierge looked on in dismay.

The man runs to the first room at the start of an unending hallway

and raps on the wood without delay.

He explains the situation and whispers into the guest's ear.

The guest nodded and stepped outside to let the man into his room.

Then, he walks a couple steps over to the next room and does exactly what the other man did to him, kicking them out of their room and telling them to get the next room over.

The cycle never ends because of the infinite amounts of rooms and guests,

but now the man gets his own room to crash in for the night.