
Little Pig, Little Pig, Let Me Come In
Someone REALLY wanted in to this room at the Galt House in Louisville. Submitted by a traumatized flight attendant.
Someone REALLY wanted in to this room at the Galt House in Louisville. Submitted by a traumatized flight attendant.
Someone really wanted in. Submitted by a flight attendant who said “Screw it” with latching the door and just curled up in a corner with a can of mace for the night. If you notice, the door has been kicked in about half an inch making it “off” and hard to close.
Someone REALLY wanted to get into this room. From a flight attendant on layover.
Not a great find if you have issues with fear of fire, electrocution and spontaneous combustion. Contributed by a flight attendant from an airport Best Western.
The first two signs, maybe. The third? A reflection of the area. I checked in and after being shuttled through kind of a sketchy neighborhood, asked the manager on duty, “I’d like to get a six pack of beer. How about that Chevron (maybe a football field away from the hotel)?” Is it safe to walk over there?” He looked outside at the setting sun and said “I’d go right now.” Hyatt Houston North.
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