A reminder that filth can migrate to places like cineplexes: “Going to see Marry Poppins. I picked the lucky seat. Filled with URINE(someone else’s). Didn’t see it in the dark(pic taken with flash). And, now I am in a different seat with wet yoga pants and 10 toilet seat covers[…]
From a flight attendant on layover at a non-brand hotel in Amarillo, she notes that the 3 foot slash in the curtain was disconcerting.
From a couple hoping to escape relatives and Thanksgiving drama with a sunny mini-vacation in Mexico, they arrived to find this on their hotel’s bathroom floor. A remnant from a cartel killing or someone who stepped on coral?
How nasty, funky and gross would your work boots need to be that you leave them outside your room to pollute the hall all night? At a hotel in St. Petersburg, FL.
From a flight attendant on layover in Texas where she stumbled on a spray pattern of puke on the wall next to the toilet.
From a flight attendant laying over at a Hilton brand in Nashville.
Long flight from the US, long drive to the hotel and finally a chance to unwind and refresh in the tub. Welcome to Rome.
From a flight attendant on layover in Reno where the ceiling in the business center appears to be collapsing.
At a IHG brand in Tennessee where a previous left a lasting impression on the chair in the room.
Found in a tub at a Red-based brand. The finder/ee says that it was the icing on the cake and changed hotels; it sounds like she had had a loooonng week.
