Why Germaphobes Hate Math

Why Germaphobes Hate Math

Even if you don’t have issues with germs, you still probably would not choose to linger long, thinking about the revolving door occupancy of an average hotel room.
Let’s say that the room you’re in tonight mirrors the US hotel occupancy rate projected for 2014: 63.8%. That translate to 233 nights that someone sat on your toilet or used your shower or tub.
That’s a whole lot of body hair, blood, urine, fecal matter, skin sloughing and other matter that will end up swirling around the drain. Yech. And if 1/3 of those nights were double occupancy, that’s over 300 people who stood there and scrubbed and other-wise released “stuff” into that comfortable haven that you might right now, be running hot water in so you can soak off a tough day on the road. In a year.
And then there’s the stuff you really don’t want to think about like skin conditions and what might be lurking in the fluids. Since 1% of Americans have Hepatitis C…and if you’re staying at a hotel in Mississippi? (Staggering high gonorrhea rates)
So it goes without saying that with hair, skin, and every imaginable human-spread solid and liquid dried and encrusted on this tile at a hotel in Des Moines, your safest bet is just go to your Happy Place, and try not to think about the hands that have used the TV channel changer.
Bed Blood

Bed Blood

For $400 a night, you’d expect some fresh cut flowers, turn down service, maybe a fruit basket. Blood drops in the pillow are usually not the concierge list of perks for valued guests.

When Chairs Attack

When Chairs Attack

So, last Thursday night, due to driving delays with the fire, and a lack of hotel rooms in Ellensburg, Denise and I stopped for the night at the ‪#‎BestWestern‬ in Othello. We shouldn’t have.

The room was disgusting. Two out of the three chairs had massive stains of unknown origin that covered almost the entire seat, and one up the back and arms. The bed had no bedspread- just another sheet over the blanket and sheets on the bed. The only up side was the bathroom appeared fairly clean.

Upon waking up the next morning at 7:45 to the sound of someone hammering on the outside wall of our room, I went to take a look out the window to see what all the noise was about. I couldn’t see a thing, due to a large banner which was hung over the entire window, blocking any view and likely making for a rather unsafe emergency egress in case of fire. At some point, the “mad-hammerer” removed the banner, and I could see renovations going on. As if that wasn’t enough, adding insult to injury, the complimentary breakfast included chunks of mold floating in my cup from the apple juice dispenser.

Sound too nasty to be true? Good thing I took pics and video! Enjoy! And share, if you like…