Smoke Defective
Contributed by a guest at a chain motel in the Upper Midwest. Originally she thought it was some artwork that someone had drawn on the smoke detector. Nope. Leaking battery acid.
Funky Phones In El Paso (soon to be the name of an Alt band)
From a flight attendant on layover: True story. Last night/this morn there was a loud party somewhere on our floor. When I finally got tired of being woken up time and again I called front desk about 3 am to complain. This phone had an ODOR to it, a HORRIBLE odor like someone had wiped their butt with it. While I was complaining to the desk clerk about the noise, I had to hold reciever AWAY from my ear, the funk was that bad. Afterwards I then had to go and wash my ear and face off because I could still smell the reek.
Now We Know What’s Under The Cottage Cheese Ceiling
From an airport hotel in the Northeast.
When Housekeepers Are Blind
There’s some stuff that can be missed, but to change the linens and replace a pillow case with one from a nose-bleeding hemophiliac is kind of amazing. From a hotel adjacent to a nightclub on New Years Eve 2015.
Pubey, Or Not Pubey
From a holiday traveler who chose a Best Western rather than sleep in her sister’s house with 7 children under the age of 10. At Christmas. “How does one of those hairs end up on a faucet. Actually, I don’t want to know. But I got a new and upgraded room out of it.”
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