
The First Time An Inanimate Object Was Out Of Order
Maybe it was freshly painted or just hanging by a screw, but “out of order” seems a little…odd. At a hotel in Orlando.
Maybe it was freshly painted or just hanging by a screw, but “out of order” seems a little…odd. At a hotel in Orlando.
From a family on vacation who tries to explain: “Our daughter went to open the curtains when we checked in and just happened to look up to the little enclosed area where the drapes hang. We spent the rest of our stay trying to guess what it was. My wife swears it’s chocolate.”
A pube from a previous (shedding) guest at an airport hotel in Atlanta.
From a worker in Las Vegas for two months, at an off-strip “extended stay”
motel.
From a major hotel chain’s hallmark property in NYC where the room full of Asian tourists in the next room were smoking so much, that it didn’t just pollute the hallway, it came through the vent into another guests’ room:
“It was thick. I took the towel, put it over the grate and then sprayed it with a travel-size “clothing unwrinkler” to give it a strong scent to filter it even more. It worked.”
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