Back when my sister was in college, she spent a summer in Yellow Stone working as a hotel maid (with Campus Crusade for Christ). When she returned and began describing her day to day routine of cleaning each room, she commented on how wonderful it was to come across a room in which the people had stripped the beds for her. While I'm sure she had gotten the routine down to just a few minutes, I can just imagine how nice it was to enter a room and not have to do yet another set of beds.
Ever since, whenever we have stayed at a hotel, I have stripped the beds right before leaving. Usually I'm not that in the mood to do it, especially if Cam is anxious to leave. But I figured that if it brightened someone's dull routine of cleaning room after room, it was worth it. This is something I never would have thought of had it not been for my sister's first hand experience with it.