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[…]
Just enough to get a DNA match to link the previous guest to a string of homicides in Utah
A blood splotch on bedding at a Super 8 in South Dakota.
L'appel Duvide: Forensic Decon here. Blood in hotel tubs is common. Hotel bathtubs are suicide hotspots. I wish I was joking.