
Sometimes There’s Just Not Enough Chlorine
From a flight attendant on layover at a Sheraton in Philadelphia. “The pool looked like the bottom of a gas station toilet.”
From a flight attendant on layover at a Sheraton in Philadelphia. “The pool looked like the bottom of a gas station toilet.”
Too close to the toilet to NOT raise some suspicion. At a Hilton brand, courtesy of a flight attendant.
From a Radio consultant who knows leakage when he sees leakage. At a Hyatt brand near the Charlotte airport.
Yellow. Red. White. Brown. Every possible body fluid or excretion is covered outside the 7th floor elevator at the Four Point O’Hare
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.
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