Satans Gravy
I’ll be honest: I’ve never been a fan of biscuits and gravy. But this grease frappe at a non-chain hotel breakfast area in Indiana would have sent Oliver Twist running away screaming and flailing his skinny little orphan arms.
Will NOT Keep The Doctor Away
A little blue mold floating in the apple juice. “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.”
An OCD Room Service Menu (on crack)
Boston IS expensive.
There’s Some Sour Cream On My Hair
The day started with “Brian K’s” credit card getting slammed through a security breach at Target, he was bumped from his flight and with only some ATM cash had to book his hotel room in Nashville using points. So, when he finally got in 6 hours late, all he wanted was some nachos and a beer from room service. He got a bonus hair.
A Little Help?
13 tables with dishes and not a place to sit. The Embassy Suites in Downey, CA.
“Blinded By Egg White…”
Safety notifications rarely go up until after an accident. At a Fairfield Inn.
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