Ain’t No Party Like A Bud Light
Hopefully housekeeping let them sleep in.
Hopefully housekeeping let them sleep in.
From a flight attendant on layover in Philadelphia who got a to-go boxed breakfast to bring back to her room and found this piece of bacon. She described it as something that you’d “find in the Abrasion Unit at a leper colony.” She’d already experienced a rough check-in at midnight so she brought it down to the front desk, placed it on the counter and asked “Are you fucking kidding me?”
From a traveler at an IHG property in the Tampa/St. Pete area where they had JUST texted their client and thanked them for the hotel, started the in-room coffee, took a shower, poured cup and found this little beauty floating at the top.
From a traveler in Albany who stayed at a hotel that’s “in transition” to a new brand. Let’s see what we have: a pencil, crumbs and a crime scene – the trifecta.
From an international traveler: “I once flew to London for a lunch meeting with a client at an upscale private club. He had the server bring his food back because ‘the presentation is sorely lacking’. And this was my Holiday Inn breakfast this morning. Clive would not have approved.” hotelnightmares.com
Boston IS expensive.
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