From a radio employee on move-in day at their new offices where she found this splatte inexplicably on the wall in the hall. Welcome to the new facility! “And don’t forget, Friday is Hazmat Suit Day. So, where your Hazmat suit if you want to.”
Any other city, there could be some reasonable explanations for crusty material that pooled around the drain in the bath tub.
A reddish pool of left-over plasma from someone’s previous misadventure at a very very nice hotel in Canada.
From a radio industry professional on vacation at a major brand hotel in Tribeca, NY. Even when he posted the shot of this towel to his Facebook account, the question is undecided. Face towels, generally, blood. Bath towels, usually dookie. Editorial opinion.
From a worker in Las Vegas for two months, at an off-strip “extended stay” motel.
From a traveler at park ‘n stay airport hotel who glanced down and saw this at his feet while brushing his teeth.
You have to wonder how the between-the-flights cleaning crew missed this plasma remnant on the window at 6A on a flight from Chicago to St. Louis.
From frequent contributor and major stock holder in Purell, Flight Attendant X who says, regarding this blob of bloody snot on the vanity of the first class lav: “I don’t paid enough to clean up this shit”.
I imagine who was ever strapped down to this ironing board and tortured, spilled his guts and ratted out everyone he’s ever met: Months ago when I was asked to emcee the film festival in Sutter Creek. I decided to book a room so I would not have to drive back[…]