We got in, and the staff was extremely rude. We don’t look like the kind of people who can afford to spend a lot on a hotel room, and the staff made us feel like we didn’t belong there.
We got up to the room, and it was super tiny. It was boiling in the room, and the air conditioning didn’t work. I asked the staff if there was a way to fix it, and they just ignored us.
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Story 10:
My family had gone to Florida for vacation and were staying in a cheap but relatively nice hotel. After the first three days, we noticed they had a mini-fridge in the room, so naturally, my brother looked inside. Someone before us had opened two of the soda cans in the fridge, half-drank both of them, and placed them back in the fridge upside down.
After a few days, what seemed like the hotel’s entire ant population had swarmed inside the fridge. When my brother opened it, so many ants came pouring out that it might have looked like a movie scene. The fridge was promptly shut, and after my brother’s quick shower, we decided we didn’t want to stay in the hotel after that night.
Story 11:
I was staying with a friend at a hotel in Philadelphia. It was around midnight when we got in, and I realized that the maid service hadn’t given us enough towels. So, I went down to the front desk to get some more, but for whatever reason, they couldn’t give me any there and said that someone would bring towels up to the room within an hour.
As I was getting ready to take the elevator back up to our room, I noticed this creepy guy also waiting for the elevator, and he kept staring at me. Right after the elevator doors closed, the guy started asking how my day was, what I was doing later, if I wanted to hang out, etc. I kept saying no, but he didn’t seem to get the hint.
Finally, the elevator reached the floor we were staying on, but of course, our room was at the end of this really long hallway. As I was walking back, I heard footsteps behind me. I immediately thought, “This is how I die.” I started walking faster down the hall but didn’t want to turn around because, that’s when they get you, right?
At this point, I was practically jogging to our room, and when I got there, I started knocking loudly and banging on the door for my friend to let me in. They seemed to take forever, and I could hear the footsteps behind me getting louder and closer. My friend finally opened the door, and I took a chance to look down the hall to see…
A guy that worked at the hotel bringing me some towels. I assume he took a different elevator up to our floor and exited a few moments after I did.
Story 12:
I went to a motel while on vacation with an ex. I went to take a shower and locked the bathroom door. When I was done, dried off, and ready to go back into the main part of the room, the door wouldn’t open.
My ex had to call the front desk, and they sent someone up to the room, who proceeded to disassemble the doorknob to open the door. After that, they upgraded our room for the evening.
