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**Bwana** · 12-03-2009, 09:30 AM

I just had one of the worst hotel stays of my life. I stay at Holiday Inns and Holiday Inn Express hotels for the most part, 95% Holiday Inn express. I checked in last night and go up to the room, I noticed right away that the carpet was super dirty. Oh well, I can live with that, I'm not sleeping on the floor. I go into the bathroom, lift the lid on the head and there is a giant poo in there. WTF? Did the maid have to drop a load?

Fast forward to two 2:25 am. I bunch of dickweeds are running up and down the hall yelling and banging on doors. I tried to ignore it, threw a pillow over my head but could get back to sleep. It just kept going on with a party in a room across the hall. (Have Glock 20 with hollow points and 15 round clips, but the law would be upset if I shoot them for this

)

I got up, throw on my pants and go knock on the door. Some punk answers and says "yeah man?" I said, you guys do know its 3:00 in the ****ing morning don't you? Perhaps it's time to stfu and go night night, there are people up here that aren't owls.

I go back to bed, but am two pissed off and adrenaline up to sleep. About 30 minutes later it starts again. I call the front desk and tell them what's going on and it some chick along and she says, "there is nothing I can do about it." On go the pants, BANG BANG BANG, door opens, same punk. "I asked nicely once, now I'm telling you ****ers for the last time to hold down the noise!" Punk shuts door and all is quiet.

Fast forward to 6:00 am when my alarm goes off. (slept for about an hour) I'm still pissed off and notice when I go to leave hat they had the balls to put a do not disturb on their door.

Wrong answer! Back in my room I go. I dial up their room, no answer. I dial it again, no answer. On the 3rd try, they answer and I said "RISE AND SHINE!" *Click* BANG BANG BANG on their door. A different punk answers. I stuck my head in the door and said "RISE AND SHINE, breakfast is on boys and girls!" I figured, if they had the nuts to party until 3:30 and keep the whole 3rd floor up, they could get up with the rest of us.

I have another Hotel from hell story, but I need to hit the road and make calls in a different town right now.

What are your hotel stays from hell stories?

**mlyonsd** · 12-03-2009, 04:47 PM

Didn't happen to me but our good friends checked into a fancy hotel in Denver once and when they got to the room found a giant splooge dripping down the full length mirror.

I figured it was probably just the normal thing you'd expect to find in Denver.

**DaKCMan AP** · 12-03-2009, 04:53 PM

When I was in college I traveled with about 8 other students to a conference in Macon, GA. There we met up with students form other universities and our district directors. Once we got to the hotel we found out it was a Sleep Inn that lost their charter. The lobby area was beat up and had a security camera that was secured to the wall with duct tape. We had 4 rooms for our school and we went one by one and found all the nasty shit in the rooms. One room had beer stickers on the dressers, torn up carpet, and stains on the comforter. Another had pubes under the sheets. Yet another had blood stains on the dressers. Instead of hanging out with the other schools and doing some activity, we spent that night running to Target/Walmart to get stuff that would help us get through the night (fresh sheats, lysol, pillows, etc.). We were supposed to stay another night but instead we just drove back to Gainesville the next evening. The District Directors were very apologetic and ever since then (I'm now a National Official for the organization so still attend the meetings) the hotels have been much, much nicer.

**Bwana** · 12-03-2009, 05:02 PM

The only other real strange stay was when A bunch of buddy's and I decided to got to Red Lodge, Montana and stay for New Years Eve. We got a bunch of rooms at a place called the Alpine Motel. It was decent, nothing special. I was the only one to bring a girlfriend, the rest of these guys were on the hunt. We went to check in the owner was pulling off a bottle of turkey. Hmmm, strange, but it was New Years Eve afternoon.

My girlfriend and I went to our room and the rest of the crew went into the hot tub room and put away some beer. After awhile, there was a knock on the door and the crew came in and we kicked back and put a few away. After about an hour, there was some yelling outside the room and pounding on the door. I yelled, go away, and the voice said "this is the owner open up!" One of the guys opened the door and the crazy ass owner was standing there waiving a gun around claiming they had tore his screen when they were in the hot tub room. They had not. I didn't know what this crazy bastard was going to do, but I kept a close eye on him.

Finally, he got done with his rant and left. I pulled up my right hand, which was hidden from the owners view which had my loaded .44 magnum in it. I honestly thought I was going to have to shoot the guy there for a minute.

I did get the drunken bastard back though. I called his hotel (before caller ID) and claimed to be "Miles B. Wellington the III." I had the voice going and the whole bit. To make a long story short, I convinced him that I was a loaded ship yard owner from NH and wanted to rent his Motel for a night. (all the rooms) This was the next New Years Eve Night one year after his wild Bill act.

He tried to get a credit card to hold the rooms, but I told him that my wife "Muffy" was out and about and she had the card we wanted to use. I told him of my vast millions and that I was good for it. I also explained that we would not be arriving to town unto 11 PM, but he would be sure to know who we were because I had two bus drivers that would be bringing us up from Billings.

Bottom line, this drunken prick bought it hook, line and sinker and lost a full night of business on a sure packed night. I called him up a week later with the "Miles B. Wellington" voice and he was very pissed off and told me he needed a credit card to cover his loss. I then went into my regular voice and said "Hey asshole, do you remember waiving a loaded gun at some customers this time last year?

Payback is a bitch!" I hung up the phone and that was that.

**HemiEd** · 12-03-2009, 05:08 PM

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Originally Posted by Bwana

I just had one of the worst hotel stays of my life. I stay at Holiday Inns and Holiday Inn Express hotels for the most part, 95% Holiday Inn express. I checked in last night and go up to the room, I noticed right away that the carpet was super dirty. Oh well, I can live with that, I'm not sleeping on the floor. I go into the bathroom, lift the lid on the head and there is a giant poo in there. WTF? Did the maid have to drop a load?

Fast forward to two 2:25 am. I bunch of dickweeds are running up and down the hall yelling and banging on doors. I tried to ignore it, threw a pillow over my head but could get back to sleep. It just kept going on with a party in a room across the hall. (Have Glock 20 with hollow points and 15 round clips, but the law would be upset if I shoot them for this

)

I got up, throw on my pants and go knock on the door. Some punk answers and says "yeah man?" I said, you guys do know its 3:00 in the ****ing morning don't you? Perhaps it's time to stfu and go night night, there are people up here that aren't owls.

I go back to bed, but am two pissed off and adrenaline up to sleep. About 30 minutes later it starts again. I call the front desk and tell them what's going on and it some chick along and she says, "there is nothing I can do about it." On go the pants, BANG BANG BANG, door opens, same punk. "I asked nicely once, now I'm telling you ****ers for the last time to hold down the noise!" Punk shuts door and all is quiet.

Fast forward to 6:00 am when my alarm goes off. (slept for about an hour) I'm still pissed off and notice when I go to leave hat they had the balls to put a do not disturb on their door.

Wrong answer! Back in my room I go. I dial up their room, no answer. I dial it again, no answer. On the 3rd try, they answer and I said "RISE AND SHINE!" *Click* BANG BANG BANG on their door. A different punk answers. I stuck my head in the door and said "RISE AND SHINE, breakfast is on boys and girls!" I figured, if they had the nuts to party until 3:30 and keep the whole 3rd floor up, they could get up with the rest of us.

I have another Hotel from hell story, but I need to hit the road and make calls in a different town right now.

What are your hotel stays from hell stories?

Ha, nice story Greg!

This last summer, I was driving out to Virginia Beach, to pick up my wife, and spend some time with the in-laws.
I left right after work, so was pretty sure I wouldn't do the whole 1000 miles, without stopping.

I never make reservations, just drive until I get too tired, and find a place to plop.
That didn't work out so well this time, I pulled off in some little town in Pennsylvania. They were having some Biker fest, kind of like Strurgess NorthEast.

Stopped in the Holiday Inn, they wanted $260, went to the Comfort Inn, they wanted $185. So, I go to the Knights Inn, and she said $90. I told her I didn't want to invest in the place, just wanted to sleep a few hours. She said she had a room in the back, that the A/C didn't work, and would let me have it for $65.

Holy crap, the sheets were dirty, the carpet torn, and it had one hand towel. I put my T-Shirt over the pillow and crashed. Kept one eye open for bugs.

vailpass · 12-03-2009, 05:11 PM

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Originally Posted by HemiEd

Ha, nice story Greg!

This last summer, I was driving out to Virginia Beach, to pick up my wife, and spend some time with the in-laws. I left right after work, so was pretty sure I wouldn't do the whole 1000 miles, without stopping.
I never make reservations, just drive until I get too tired, and find a place to plop.
That didn't work out so well this time, I pulled off in some little town in Pennsylvania. They were having some Biker fest, kind of like Strurgess NorthEast.
Stopped in the Holiday Inn, they wanted $260, went to the Comfort Inn, they wanted $185. So, I go to the KnightsInn, and she said $90. I told her I didn't want to invest in the place, just wanted to sleep a few hours. She said she had a room that the A/C didn't work, and would let me have it for $65.
Holy crap, the sheets were dirty, the carpet torn, and it had one hand towel. I put my T-Shirt over the pillow and crashed. Kept one eye open for bugs.

Good line.

**Rain Man** · 12-03-2009, 05:29 PM

I don't remember any absolute horror stories, but I've got one that I think I mentioned earlier, because it only happened last year.

I was in a small rural Colorado town, and needed a hotel. There were the usual chains on the highway, but I generally prefer to go find an independent motel. They're usually cheaper and all I'm really looking for is clean and safe.

I find a motel on main street and stop. I went to the office, and it had a sign on it that said something like "Owner in Unit 12. Ring buzzer for service." So I rang the buzzer and some voice said he was coming. So I waited. While I was waiting I could see a couple of curtains move as people looked out at me, and it was a pretty low-rent pair of faces. I pondered leaving, but the guy was already on his way.

He comes through the parking lot and is a really nice guy, and he takes me into the lobby to sign me in. My first warning was that he said, "We're not fancy here, but I just bought the place and I've got big plans for it." As he fumbles around to find the registration forms, I look around and it's like I entered a time capsule. There are postcards for sale that are all from the 50s and there's a signed photo of Jimmy Carter on the wall, and nothing in the room was purchased after about 1975.

He signs me in and gives me a key and says, "You're in Room 9". So I go out, pull the car to room 9, and then notice that he gave me the key to Room 7. Whatever, so I go to Room 7. When I start to pull my bags out I see another room with the door open and some guy peering at me. I ignore him, but it's again kind of creepy.

The room was a disaster. I semi-regularly stay in humble motels in rural areas so I don't mind outdated carpet and old-style TVs and furniture, but this stuff was worn out by the time Gerald Ford took office. The mattress was far beyond usable. It was easily the worst room I'd ever had.

For the only time ever, I pondered going and asking for my money back, but I figured I'd gut it out. It wasn't dirty, it was just old and worn out, and the owner seemed likeable. So I get the last of my stuff in and see the guy coming across the parking lot. "Sir, sir," he said. "You're not in Room 7, you're in Room 9."

I said, "Well, you gave me the key to Room 7, so I just figured I'd take that one."

"Actually, the same keys work for a lot of different rooms."

That was pretty much the last thing I wanted to hear. I really should've stopped there and left, but I went in, deadbolted the door, and piled all my stuff against it in case my fellow guests decided to pay a visit. All went well, but never again.

**Bwana** · 12-03-2009, 05:38 PM

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Originally Posted by HemiEd

Ha, nice story Greg!

Dude, honest to God, if it would have been in the wild west days, I would have just opened the door and shot them. I told the desk clerk at the Holiday Inn Express that I'm staying at tonight about Hotel hell. I also told him if, something like that happens tonight, I would be calling down for a maid to clean the blood up in the hall and a guy with a bag and a cart to pack away the body.

I have never had any issues at this hotel. *Knocks on wood*

angelo · 12-03-2009, 05:39 PM

My wife and I were staying in the Fairmont in Chicago. It turned out to be the service nightmare from hell, but they also got a customer for life.

When we arrived our room was not ready so we dropped our bags and went sightseeing.

When we arrived back at the hotel we decided to stop in the sushi restaurant for a snack. A wanna be ghetto white kid with attitude was our busboy/server. I asked for two glasses of water and menus. About 5 minutes later he returns with two half full waters with no ice. Before I could ask for ice he slams them down and returns to the bar to flirt with the Bartender. I get up and take the water back to the bar and ask for 2 full glasses with ice politely. I was starting to get irritated having been in the Hospitality business for 20 years. As he is returning he looks to the Anglo sushi chef and says in a loud voice can you believe this asshole is bitching about water.

I have a horrible temper and the look on my wife face was one of abject horror at what my response would be. I am quite proud that I got up, took my wife hand and quietly said lets go. We walked directly to the front desk and asked them to cancel our reservation. When they inquired why I explained to them the encounter and that if this was the level of service we were going to receive that we would be leaving. They went into full damage control and escorted us to our room. The F&B manager called us and apologized. We got free room service and 2 Bottles of Stag Leaps Reserve Cab.

The next day I sent out my suit to be dry cleaned and they lost it. I had dinner reservation that night that required a suit. They brought in a tailor and purchased a suit for me. They then gave the hotel Bentley and Driver to us for the remainder of the stay.

I have always told my employees that accidents happen it is how we recover from them that is important.

Vailpass is right it is all about how you ask. I love the term "unacceptable"

Ang

**mlyonsd** · 12-03-2009, 05:45 PM

In the 80's I was in Marina Del Ray for a systems programmer class. I was on the third floor of the hotel and about the third night I'm laying in bed at 11 when an earthquake hit.

I'm from the midwest and had never experienced anything like that. The building shook hard for about 15 seconds and the power goes off. Took me a little bit to figure out maybe I should get out.

So when it stops all I hear is screaming coming from the hallway. Now I'm laying there in my underwear, no power, and it takes me a minute to find my pants. Yes, I'm proof people from the midwest will always find their pants before venturing out, even if death is nearby.

So I finally get them on and open my door. There standing in the emergency hall lighting is a black guy, maybe 12 feet tall. So the first thing that runs through my mind is that's the last time I buy a bottle of whiskey for the room cause now I'm not sure if I'm alive, hallucinating, or what.

This guy is seriously freaking out. He's shaking, and rambling about dying in an earthquake. I finally figure out what's going on and tell him if we were going to die it would have already happened. People are moving up and down the hall like rats in a fire. I tell the giant guy we should probably move to the stairwell but we met a hotel employee that said everything is fine. I go back to my room but aftershocks went on several times during the night and I don't think I slept a wink.

I find out the next day the ASU basketball team was staying at the same hotel.

**HemiEd** · 12-03-2009, 06:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Rain Man

"Actually, the same keys work for a lot of different rooms."

That would have done it for me, he was obviously new to business, not just that Motel.

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Originally Posted by Bwana

Dude, honest to God, if it would have been in the wild west days, I would have just opened the door and shot them. I told the desk clerk at the Holiday Inn Express that I'm staying at tonight about Hotel hell. I also told him if, something like that happens tonight, I would be calling down for a maid to clean the blood up in the hall and a guy with a bag and a cart to pack away the body.

I have never had any issues at this hotel. *Knocks on wood*

I hope tonight is better for you. Traveling on the road for many years, I had a lot of those experiences.

One time, at the Double Tree in KC, they had some kind of kids hockey tournament going on, no sleep that night.

Another time, had been on the road a couple weeks, and was in Binghamton, NY. I swear some "screamer" gal was getting a train in the next room. The headboard was right up against my wall, miserable night.

**Buck** · 12-03-2009, 06:54 PM

I've got some good ones.

I was in Tijuana, Mexico's "Only 5 star Hotel" (Equivalent to a 3.5 star in the US) and was getting to stay for free because the promoter of the band had some kind of hookup. I was technically in the band, but didn't play any instruments or sing, I just dressed up in a Polar Bear costume, riled up the crowd, and entered the pit....anyways...

The band was playing the first ever Metal/Rap concert in TJ. They were co-headlining with Cypress Hill and Cypress Hill backed out at the last minute and a riot ensued. Mainly because everyone had shown up to see Cypress Hill.

We get back to the hotel after the riot at around 2:30 in the morning. Sat in the Lobby until around 4:00 in the morning and finally got to go up to the room. Nice room. Went to sleep. At around 7:30 in the Morning the Hotel Manager is knocking on our door asking just wtf we are doing in his hotel room? We were all 20 year old kids who had no idea what was going on. Apparently the rooms weren't paid for and he asked who was going to pay for it. We didn't know what to do so pretty much he kicked us out after taking a photocopy of all of our California I.D.s

A week later my car was broken into. And back window smashed out. I live in one of the nicer neighborhoods in San Diego. Don't know if there was any connection.

**Buck** · 12-03-2009, 06:55 PM

Fresno, CA

Best Western Hotel

Pretty much scared shitless after looking out the window and noticing the all-night drug trade that was going on out there. Lots of hookers too.

**Bwana** · 12-03-2009, 07:13 PM

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Originally Posted by BuckinKaeding

I've got some good ones.

Tijuana, Mexico's

Heh, what's the name of the town just up the road from TJ? In any event, myself and a couple of buddy's decided it would be a good idea to take a road trip to that town. (Realito?) I was driving and it was my car. We hit some hotel and got some rooms. Some dude (the desk clerks helper) guides us to our rooms. When he tires to open the first room the key doesn't work so he whips out a butter knife and Jimmys the door.

We're thinking WTF!

It gets better, we all walk in to see what the first room is like and it's darker than an owls brown eye in there. We're taking and going on and all of a sudden, there's a voice "Who, who is there, who is that!!" Oppps! Already someone in the room. Within 2 seconds, one of my buddys chimes in with a mexican accent and says, "We are here to fuck you!!" I'm thinking oh shit, I wonder is this dude has a gun. I said lets go now boys and we left the room.

That dude had a Motel story from hell to tell after we paid him a room visit.

**Buck** · 12-03-2009, 07:16 PM

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Originally Posted by Bwana

Heh, what's the name of the town just up the road from TJ? In any event, myself and a couple of buddy's decided it would be a good idea to take a road trip to that town. (Realito?) I was driving and it was my car. We hit some hotel and got some rooms. Some dude (the desk clerks helper) guides us to our rooms. When he tires to open the first room the key doesn't work so he whips out a butter knife and Jimmys the door.

We're thinking WTF!

It gets better, we all walk in to see what the first room is like and it's darker than an owls brown eye in there. We're taking and going on and all of a sudden, there's a voice "Who, who is there, who is that!!" Oppps! Already someone in the room. Within 2 seconds, one of my buddys chimes in with a mexican accent and says, "We are here to fuck you!!" I'm thinking oh shit, I wonder is this dude has a gun. I said lets go now boys and we left the room.

That dude had a Motel story from hell to tell after we paid him a room visit.

Rosarito

**Bwana** · 12-03-2009, 07:19 PM

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Originally Posted by BuckinKaeding

Rosarito

Well I was close, ok not so much.

This was 1991 and there was a lot of beer involved and very little sleep. Knowing what I know now, I sure as hell wouldn't do it again.

12-03-2009, 09:30 AM
Bwana It's Five O'Clock Somewhere Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Billings, Montana Casino cash: $2136013647	Hotel stays FROM HELL! I just had one of the worst hotel stays of my life. I stay at Holiday Inns and Holiday Inn Express hotels for the most part, 95% Holiday Inn express. I checked in last night and go up to the room, I noticed right away that the carpet was super dirty. Oh well, I can live with that, I'm not sleeping on the floor. I go into the bathroom, lift the lid on the head and there is a giant poo in there. WTF? Did the maid have to drop a load? Fast forward to two 2:25 am. I bunch of dickweeds are running up and down the hall yelling and banging on doors. I tried to ignore it, threw a pillow over my head but could get back to sleep. It just kept going on with a party in a room across the hall. (Have Glock 20 with hollow points and 15 round clips, but the law would be upset if I shoot them for this ) I got up, throw on my pants and go knock on the door. Some punk answers and says "yeah man?" I said, you guys do know its 3:00 in the **ing morning don't you? Perhaps it's time to stfu and go night night, there are people up here that aren't owls. I go back to bed, but am two pissed off and adrenaline up to sleep. About 30 minutes later it starts again. I call the front desk and tell them what's going on and it some chick along and she says, "there is nothing I can do about it." On go the pants, BANG BANG BANG, door opens, same punk. "I asked nicely once, now I'm telling you *ers for the last time to hold down the noise!" Punk shuts door and all is quiet. Fast forward to 6:00 am when my alarm goes off. (slept for about an hour) I'm still pissed off and notice when I go to leave hat they had the balls to put a do not disturb on their door. Wrong answer! Back in my room I go. I dial up their room, no answer. I dial it again, no answer. On the 3rd try, they answer and I said "RISE AND SHINE!" Click* BANG BANG BANG on their door. A different punk answers. I stuck my head in the door and said "RISE AND SHINE, breakfast is on boys and girls!" I figured, if they had the nuts to party until 3:30 and keep the whole 3rd floor up, they could get up with the rest of us. I have another Hotel from hell story, but I need to hit the road and make calls in a different town right now. What are your hotel stays from hell stories?
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12-03-2009, 04:47 PM	#31
mlyonsd Supporter Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Spink, SD Casino cash: $-2046238	Didn't happen to me but our good friends checked into a fancy hotel in Denver once and when they got to the room found a giant splooge dripping down the full length mirror. I figured it was probably just the normal thing you'd expect to find in Denver.
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12-03-2009, 04:53 PM	#32
DaKCMan AP Beloved & Awesome CP Celebrity Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Florida Casino cash: $5624952	When I was in college I traveled with about 8 other students to a conference in Macon, GA. There we met up with students form other universities and our district directors. Once we got to the hotel we found out it was a Sleep Inn that lost their charter. The lobby area was beat up and had a security camera that was secured to the wall with duct tape. We had 4 rooms for our school and we went one by one and found all the nasty shit in the rooms. One room had beer stickers on the dressers, torn up carpet, and stains on the comforter. Another had pubes under the sheets. Yet another had blood stains on the dressers. Instead of hanging out with the other schools and doing some activity, we spent that night running to Target/Walmart to get stuff that would help us get through the night (fresh sheats, lysol, pillows, etc.). We were supposed to stay another night but instead we just drove back to Gainesville the next evening. The District Directors were very apologetic and ever since then (I'm now a National Official for the organization so still attend the meetings) the hotels have been much, much nicer. __________________
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12-03-2009, 05:02 PM	#33
Bwana It's Five O'Clock Somewhere Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Billings, Montana Casino cash: $2136013647	The only other real strange stay was when A bunch of buddy's and I decided to got to Red Lodge, Montana and stay for New Years Eve. We got a bunch of rooms at a place called the Alpine Motel. It was decent, nothing special. I was the only one to bring a girlfriend, the rest of these guys were on the hunt. We went to check in the owner was pulling off a bottle of turkey. Hmmm, strange, but it was New Years Eve afternoon. My girlfriend and I went to our room and the rest of the crew went into the hot tub room and put away some beer. After awhile, there was a knock on the door and the crew came in and we kicked back and put a few away. After about an hour, there was some yelling outside the room and pounding on the door. I yelled, go away, and the voice said "this is the owner open up!" One of the guys opened the door and the crazy ass owner was standing there waiving a gun around claiming they had tore his screen when they were in the hot tub room. They had not. I didn't know what this crazy bastard was going to do, but I kept a close eye on him. Finally, he got done with his rant and left. I pulled up my right hand, which was hidden from the owners view which had my loaded .44 magnum in it. I honestly thought I was going to have to shoot the guy there for a minute. I did get the drunken bastard back though. I called his hotel (before caller ID) and claimed to be "Miles B. Wellington the III." I had the voice going and the whole bit. To make a long story short, I convinced him that I was a loaded ship yard owner from NH and wanted to rent his Motel for a night. (all the rooms) This was the next New Years Eve Night one year after his wild Bill act. He tried to get a credit card to hold the rooms, but I told him that my wife "Muffy" was out and about and she had the card we wanted to use. I told him of my vast millions and that I was good for it. I also explained that we would not be arriving to town unto 11 PM, but he would be sure to know who we were because I had two bus drivers that would be bringing us up from Billings. Bottom line, this drunken prick bought it hook, line and sinker and lost a full night of business on a sure packed night. I called him up a week later with the "Miles B. Wellington" voice and he was very pissed off and told me he needed a credit card to cover his loss. I then went into my regular voice and said "Hey asshole, do you remember waiving a loaded gun at some customers this time last year? Payback is a bitch!" I hung up the phone and that was that. __________________ Adventure is dangerous....but monotony can kill you.
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12-03-2009, 05:29 PM	#36
Rain Man Seize life. Be an ermine. Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: My house Casino cash: $-502449 VARSITY	I don't remember any absolute horror stories, but I've got one that I think I mentioned earlier, because it only happened last year. I was in a small rural Colorado town, and needed a hotel. There were the usual chains on the highway, but I generally prefer to go find an independent motel. They're usually cheaper and all I'm really looking for is clean and safe. I find a motel on main street and stop. I went to the office, and it had a sign on it that said something like "Owner in Unit 12. Ring buzzer for service." So I rang the buzzer and some voice said he was coming. So I waited. While I was waiting I could see a couple of curtains move as people looked out at me, and it was a pretty low-rent pair of faces. I pondered leaving, but the guy was already on his way. He comes through the parking lot and is a really nice guy, and he takes me into the lobby to sign me in. My first warning was that he said, "We're not fancy here, but I just bought the place and I've got big plans for it." As he fumbles around to find the registration forms, I look around and it's like I entered a time capsule. There are postcards for sale that are all from the 50s and there's a signed photo of Jimmy Carter on the wall, and nothing in the room was purchased after about 1975. He signs me in and gives me a key and says, "You're in Room 9". So I go out, pull the car to room 9, and then notice that he gave me the key to Room 7. Whatever, so I go to Room 7. When I start to pull my bags out I see another room with the door open and some guy peering at me. I ignore him, but it's again kind of creepy. The room was a disaster. I semi-regularly stay in humble motels in rural areas so I don't mind outdated carpet and old-style TVs and furniture, but this stuff was worn out by the time Gerald Ford took office. The mattress was far beyond usable. It was easily the worst room I'd ever had. For the only time ever, I pondered going and asking for my money back, but I figured I'd gut it out. It wasn't dirty, it was just old and worn out, and the owner seemed likeable. So I get the last of my stuff in and see the guy coming across the parking lot. "Sir, sir," he said. "You're not in Room 7, you're in Room 9." I said, "Well, you gave me the key to Room 7, so I just figured I'd take that one." "Actually, the same keys work for a lot of different rooms." That was pretty much the last thing I wanted to hear. I really should've stopped there and left, but I went in, deadbolted the door, and piled all my stuff against it in case my fellow guests decided to pay a visit. All went well, but never again. __________________ Active fan of the greatest team in NFL history.
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12-03-2009, 05:39 PM	#38
angelo Starter Join Date: Oct 2007 Casino cash: $9094965	My wife and I were staying in the Fairmont in Chicago. It turned out to be the service nightmare from hell, but they also got a customer for life. When we arrived our room was not ready so we dropped our bags and went sightseeing. When we arrived back at the hotel we decided to stop in the sushi restaurant for a snack. A wanna be ghetto white kid with attitude was our busboy/server. I asked for two glasses of water and menus. About 5 minutes later he returns with two half full waters with no ice. Before I could ask for ice he slams them down and returns to the bar to flirt with the Bartender. I get up and take the water back to the bar and ask for 2 full glasses with ice politely. I was starting to get irritated having been in the Hospitality business for 20 years. As he is returning he looks to the Anglo sushi chef and says in a loud voice can you believe this asshole is bitching about water. I have a horrible temper and the look on my wife face was one of abject horror at what my response would be. I am quite proud that I got up, took my wife hand and quietly said lets go. We walked directly to the front desk and asked them to cancel our reservation. When they inquired why I explained to them the encounter and that if this was the level of service we were going to receive that we would be leaving. They went into full damage control and escorted us to our room. The F&B manager called us and apologized. We got free room service and 2 Bottles of Stag Leaps Reserve Cab. The next day I sent out my suit to be dry cleaned and they lost it. I had dinner reservation that night that required a suit. They brought in a tailor and purchased a suit for me. They then gave the hotel Bentley and Driver to us for the remainder of the stay. I have always told my employees that accidents happen it is how we recover from them that is important. Vailpass is right it is all about how you ask. I love the term "unacceptable" Ang Last edited by angelo; 12-03-2009 at 05:45 PM..
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12-03-2009, 05:45 PM	#39
mlyonsd Supporter Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Spink, SD Casino cash: $-2046238	In the 80's I was in Marina Del Ray for a systems programmer class. I was on the third floor of the hotel and about the third night I'm laying in bed at 11 when an earthquake hit. I'm from the midwest and had never experienced anything like that. The building shook hard for about 15 seconds and the power goes off. Took me a little bit to figure out maybe I should get out. So when it stops all I hear is screaming coming from the hallway. Now I'm laying there in my underwear, no power, and it takes me a minute to find my pants. Yes, I'm proof people from the midwest will always find their pants before venturing out, even if death is nearby. So I finally get them on and open my door. There standing in the emergency hall lighting is a black guy, maybe 12 feet tall. So the first thing that runs through my mind is that's the last time I buy a bottle of whiskey for the room cause now I'm not sure if I'm alive, hallucinating, or what. This guy is seriously freaking out. He's shaking, and rambling about dying in an earthquake. I finally figure out what's going on and tell him if we were going to die it would have already happened. People are moving up and down the hall like rats in a fire. I tell the giant guy we should probably move to the stairwell but we met a hotel employee that said everything is fine. I go back to my room but aftershocks went on several times during the night and I don't think I slept a wink. I find out the next day the ASU basketball team was staying at the same hotel.
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12-03-2009, 06:54 PM	#41
Buck Take a Chill Pill Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: South Carolina Casino cash: $6150295	I've got some good ones. I was in Tijuana, Mexico's "Only 5 star Hotel" (Equivalent to a 3.5 star in the US) and was getting to stay for free because the promoter of the band had some kind of hookup. I was technically in the band, but didn't play any instruments or sing, I just dressed up in a Polar Bear costume, riled up the crowd, and entered the pit....anyways... The band was playing the first ever Metal/Rap concert in TJ. They were co-headlining with Cypress Hill and Cypress Hill backed out at the last minute and a riot ensued. Mainly because everyone had shown up to see Cypress Hill. We get back to the hotel after the riot at around 2:30 in the morning. Sat in the Lobby until around 4:00 in the morning and finally got to go up to the room. Nice room. Went to sleep. At around 7:30 in the Morning the Hotel Manager is knocking on our door asking just wtf we are doing in his hotel room? We were all 20 year old kids who had no idea what was going on. Apparently the rooms weren't paid for and he asked who was going to pay for it. We didn't know what to do so pretty much he kicked us out after taking a photocopy of all of our California I.D.s A week later my car was broken into. And back window smashed out. I live in one of the nicer neighborhoods in San Diego. Don't know if there was any connection.
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12-03-2009, 06:55 PM	#42
Buck Take a Chill Pill Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: South Carolina Casino cash: $6150295	Fresno, CA Best Western Hotel Pretty much scared shitless after looking out the window and noticing the all-night drug trade that was going on out there. Lots of hookers too.
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