Stuff like this in your hotel room????
(http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a65/ajgs500/DSCF0128.jpg)
I can't say that I have :dunno_white:
is there something you want to tell us aj? jk :kiss3: :laugh:
Nope other than DONT go to the Rodeway INN located in downtown Chicago!!!
Since they left some car keys, did you check it out? :laugh:
Hello hotel manager? I have a complaint. If you don't comp my night's stay I'm calling the police...plus I want a clean room.
Yeah we called the hotel manger after we had debated calling the cops......they gave us one night comped and cleaned the room but couldnt switch us cause the hotel was full. Turns out an employee of the hotel had stayed in the room the night before........
That's not as cool as finding Secret Wall Art (http://secretwalltattoos.com/index.php) in your room...
I've heard a few people say they find porn-mags under the beds a lot... :dunno_white:
I've worked a couple hotel front desk jobs and that is one crappy job. People calling expecting you to unclog their toilet when your required to slacks and a jacket, I dont think so! Having to tell getto thugs to quit smoking so much pot w/ your door open. People bitching about the stupidest things. The best was when people would make reservations @ the wrong hotel, then show up sayin what you lost mine!??!? No sir, it is down the street and no you cant stay here we are full up. I demand to see your manager! Idiots.
-ash
Well I think I had just cause to call the hotel manger. Crack pipes aint cool!!!
This is why I don't stay at hotels anymore. That is, unless I can afford a hotel with a where they wear monkeysuits. :laugh:
I have had the displeasure of staying in a few dives. One in particular was a little hole in the side of the road up in NH. It was pouring down rain and cold. I was spent and really didn't give a damn where I stayed so long as it was dry and warm. The place had about 9 little cottages with two sets of rooms in each one. Well, it's right at the bottom of a long 10% grade on a busy 2-laner. Not only that, but the road curves at the bottom of the grade. I happened to be in the cottage that aligned perfectly with the extended centerline of the road, and my front door was about 10' from the road.
I walked in the door to find it colder inside than out - the heater was off. The excuse for a heater was an ancient, vented blue-flame propane jobbie mounted right next to the only fire escape route. I sat there in the cold for about 10 minutes contemplating the wisdom of lighting the sucker. I finally said what the hell, lit it, and passed out a few minutes later.
So there I was, sleeping soundly, when off in the distance I hear a truck getting into the jake brake coming downgrade. It kept getting louder and l o u d e r and LOUDER! As the windows started to rattle I sat bolt upright ready to bail out the door to avoid being splattered as the semi went through my little hut. Luckily, that didn't happen. However, I had to endure trucks going by like that for a week. At night they would come through about every 10 minutes.
If that wasn't enough, the room next door was occupied by no less than 12 Puerto ricans. They enjoyed American TV so much that they stayed up all night loudly commenting and laughing. Arguments would erupt if someone decided to change the channel. Jerry Springer and Baywatch were great hits.
Oh! The bathroom was about the size of a small broom closet, maybe 20" x 40". To close the door you first had to enter the shower or sit on the pot. The door closed to within about 3" of the front edge of the sink.
Reminds me of this story a couple of years ago:
http://dailyhaggis.com/index.php/2004/05/17/man-arrested-after-coating-hotel-room-self-in-vaseline
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