This woman, who was obviously very inebriated (drunk out of her mind) returned to the front desk one evening after having left the bar and had gone back to her room. She complained that housekeeping delivered way too many towels to her room! We didn't understand what she was complaining about, since there was no request made for additional towels. If they had been requested, housekeeping would have brought three bath towels and two hand towels. After escorting her back up to her room, she proceeded to turn the handle on the door next to her room, which was a spare linen storage room with a rack right inside to the left that was stocked with fresh towels, about 150 towels! That door should have been locked with a key, but somehow ,it didn't close securely, and this woman thought that the linen storage room was her room, now stocked with extra towels! A good laugh was had by all.

Noel Raphael Report

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the hotel guest was jumping from their fifth-floor balcony into the pool. He had to be perfect to get the proper distance to clear the pool deck with chairs, but not too much as to overcompensate and land on the opposite side. He was immediately told to check out or the police would be called

Noel Raphael Report

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We were on a trip to Machu Picchu and had stopped in Cuzco for the night. We went to a restaurant for lunch. After a while, two american women were seated a few tables away. Very soon, they started to complain about the menu (it was in Spanish)…then began to berate the waiter for not speaking English! Sometimes it is embarrassing to watch people from the United States act with amazing arrogance.. If you expect people in another country to communicate in English t maybe you should stay away for the good of the rest of us.

Bob Miller Report

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I knocked several times and said I was a housekeeper.

There was no response, so I unlocked the door, went and opened the curtains. When I turned around, I saw something I hadn't seen before or since.

The guest had been there many times before and I knew he was an attorney, who was far from being child-like.

I found him curled up, naked and sound asleep: nothing unusual there. What was unusual was the large pile of stuffed animals he was lying on top of, while holding a huge stuffed panda bear.

Deanna M. Report

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I haven't told this story for a while so hear goes.

A cleaner at a hotel was doing her rounds early in the morning and when she passed a room she heard a woman screaming for help. She let herself in and found a naked, middle aged lady handcuffed, spread eagle on the bed and a banging noise was coming from the wardrobe.

The cleaner, thinking a serious crime had been committed called for security and the duty manager. When they arrived and unlocked the wardrobe they found a rather embarrassed gentleman dressed as superman. See, this couple were playing a game where the wife is handcuffed naked to the bed and he husband, dressed as superman, would climb on top of the wardrobe and jump on top of her. The problem was that the wardrobe couldn't quite take his weight and the top broke, dropping superman into the wardrobe which was locked from inside.

I can only assume there was kryptonite inside the wardrobe as superman wasn't able to break out for about 10 hours till he was released and with her hands and feet cuffed without easy release cuffs, his wife wasn't able to free herself. So there they stayed for a good 10 hours.

David Crocker Report

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Late at night. Front desk gets a call about an overflowing toilet. My dad rushes upstairs with a plunger. Finds out the plunger won’t help; the toilet is gushing water because the ceramic bowl has cracked. He turns off the water at the valve and asks, “How in the hell did this happen?” Turns out that our lovely guests were lighting firecrackers and flushing them down the toilet to see what would happen.

Mark Thomase Report

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We had guests go on the roof and jump off 31 stories high with parachutes.

Clifford Reynolds Report

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I was the Manager on Duty when a gentleman approached me and told me his wife was missing and we needed to contact the police. I asked him to show me where was the last place he had seen her and he said the lobby. We went to his room…..no luck there. He insisted we call the police as she would never just leave without telling him where she was going. We continued to look throughout the hotel. She wasn’t in the restaurant or bar. Not at the pool, sauna or in the exercise room. Not in their car which was still on property. I was surprised he wanted me to call the police and had not already done so himself. Finally I had no choice but to call the police as he requested. Back through the same tour again. No where to be found. The police weren’t in a hurry to make it a missing person matter. Finally I asked him if they had been drinking earlier and he said yes they had drank “a couple.” I headed back towards the bar. Walking into the bar I decided to look throughout the lounge. Much to my surprise I saw two legs sticking out from underneath the cigarette machine (still had these in the mid nineties). Somehow she had wedged herself between the back of the machine and the wall and passed out sliding down to where her feet stuck out under the machine. Their definition of a couple and ours was obviously different. Bizarre crisis averted!

Glen Stanton Report

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I used to work in a hotel.

I was shouted at because there wasn’t an ice machine, shouted at because someone booked a bed that was too small to save money, shouted at because the GPS was ineffective in locating us, etc.

Travelling can be stressful, and what better way to relieve your tension than by shouting at the poor college girl working the front desk by herself.

(a lot of them were actually quite nice, but there were many bad apples)

Samantha Kannan Report

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This is why we can't have nice things.

I used to work the front desk at a Quality Inn. We allowed pets and one day we had a couple check in with either one or two small dogs.

The next morning, the man comes to the front desk to check out. He seems like a really nice guy. He tells me that their dog got a little sick the night before but that they cleaned it up using the towels from the bathroom. He apologized for the state of the towels but assured me that it had been a small mess and wouldn’t be noticeable to someone who didn’t know about it.

The next time the head of housekeeping (Lorraine) stops by the desk I tell her about the dog and repeat the very nice man’s assertion that the towels will need to be taken care of but the room should be in good order. Well. Clearly, I was young and too trusting.

Lorraine returned to the desk pretty quickly after looking at the room and told me that we needed to get the manager. I followed her back to the room to walk in on a nightmare of a cleaning job.

The dog DID NOT get “just a little sick.” The dog had mass amounts of diarrhea on every open spot of carpeting. There was a small pile of towels that were obviously used to clean it up. The room smelled. Bad. There was no way that another guest wouldn’t notice what had happened in that room.

The real question is who behaved the worst: the dog or its owners?

Kim Popetz Report

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When I worked as a line staffer on the graveyard shift. Delivering condoms to a large suite. They let me right in, into an orgy. I had no idea who ordered them but I guess it was for all of them. Out of nowhere this dude approaches me half naked and screams, “You charged it to the room?” As he throws me a tip, a $Benji. As I was standing there in a stupor with probably the biggest grin on my face. The gent slaps me on the back as he hurdles away, muttering, “Stay for a while.” Come to find out it was a swingers party

Jay Dean Report

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This was by far the worst. I worked at a pretty big hotel, as housekeeping temporarily. These 3 girls checked in for like 3 days and all was well. I noticed they had a lot of camera equipment but I didn’t think too much of it. All 3 of them were were insanely gorgeous as well. They were of some hispanic descent. The 3 days they were there; they only wanted housekeeping once.

Once they left I walked into their room to do a last clean and get in ready for our next guests. BUT as I walked in their whole bed had poop everywhere. Like everywhere. It was so odd. As if they did it on purpose. I called in my manager and refused to clean the room. He understood as I was only there for like a week or two by that point. He called a few people and they cleaned it. I later asked him what that was all about. He didn’t know. But we came to the conclusion they were filming some type of odd poop fetish video. Their bill showed that they ordered a lot of food the night before and with the fancy cameras, and girls that could pass as p**nstars that hadn’t left their room much their entire stay. It was pretty clear what had happened.

Anonymous Report

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Public lewdness comes to mind, but if cruise ships count as hotel guests? (A floating hotel perhaps.) Then an entire huge, loud, rude family of Russian tourists crammed into one cabin, who arrived unbathed, and departed the same way. The elevator nearest their cabin smelled like human decomposition. I took parts of Eastern Europ off of my visit list after that.

Marilynne Rapp Report

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Customers Opening their room doors naked for the housekeeper or room service.

Clifford Reynolds Report

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Not really wild but disgusting.

I worked for a well known motel chain for while as a housekeeper. This type of motel was all serviced apartments, two housekeeps to one apartment at a time.

My buddy and I unlock the door to enter the room and we’re hit with an awful smell. We couldn’t place the smell but it wasn’t pleasant, this happens though as the rooms are practically closed up all the time and I thought perhaps it was the bin.

My buddy went into the bathroom to start cleaning the shower etc whilst I started stripping the bed. I removed the pillow cases first, as I went to pull off the top sheet I noticed this odd liquid splattered across the blanket. Gross I thought, thankfully I was wearing gloves. Pulled the blanket off the bed and it’s the same thing. It looked like coffee but the scent turned my stomach.

I opened the balcony doors to ventilate the room and went to the bathroom to tell my coworker about it. As I was telling her I absent mindedly picked up a soap wrapper and open the bin to dispose of it. Glancing down I saw what created the mess. I was absolutely disgusted to find a nearly empty colostomy bag.

Now I understand this would have been a sensitive topic for the guest, however staff are trained to be discreet and hotels have specific procedures to deal with incidents such as this and should have been notified instead of general housekeeping left to find the s**t-show.

I quit not long after.

Anastasia Deanshaw Report

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I had a guest who was an alcoholic. He drank a fifth of vodka everyday. His room was destroyed. His mattress was soaked with blood from his blood blisters. I called his family to kick him out. He died 2 days later in the same room. I had to clean it up.

Robert Mailer Report

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Had to go anonymous because this happened in a well known hotel.

So, I guess you can call them guests too because they were couple having their wedding dinner at the hotel.

We should've seen the red flags when the couple came and decided the venue all within the span of 2 weeks. Usually couples take some time to consider before deciding. It's after all, a wedding.

As there's no way that the hotel could've sold the venue, they let the couple booked the ballroom without having putting down deposit — big red flag.

On wedding night, groom made up fuss about the whole thing. Demanding the hotel to give in to his every whim and requests. Turns out he baked a bun in the oven and probably just want the wedding done and over with.

Dinner came to an end with some dramas but so far all under control. Groom was too drunk to settle the bill so we decided to wait to tomorrow. After all, they are staying at the President Suite (comes with the package).

Morning came, groom went missing. Left with a franctic wife all alone and a big sum amount of hotel bills to settle. Her parents were involved, made a HUGE drama at the lobby. Worst still, groom ran away with all the wedding gifts (cash mostly).

Made Police report, standard procedure. Groom’s personal documents were still with the hotel. Didn't manage to track groom as he probably left the country by then.

Bride’s family settled the bill and never heard from them anymore.

Anonymous Report

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I’m not sure about something we weren’t supposed to see….but it was certainly disturbing. In 2011 during a hurricane in the Mid-Atlantic, our hotel was completely sold out. Due to the high winds many of the surrounding neighborhoods had lost power resulting in our sold out status. It was a challenging few days as nobody could leave the hotel. The building survived (except for some minor leaks) and we kept power.

When the storm passed and power was being restored we began the clean up of the rooms that housed our guests for the previous 48–72 hours. In one room that was in our system as “checked out” the Housekeeper attempted to gain entry. When she did she found that the safety latch on the inside of the door was engaged. She announced herself and asked if anyone was in the room…nothing. The Executive Housekeeper made her way there and knocked louder and then opened the door (as much as possible with the safety latch) and yelled into the room. No response.

My presence was requested at the room, I did the same as they did. Knocked hard and in a loud voice asked if everyone was okay and if there was anyone in the room. I had an employee from our Maintenance department come with a tool that can be used to open the door when the security latch is engaged. I was able to work the latch off and we slowly opened the door. I looked inside and saw the television on, lights off and a body under the blankets on the bed. I announced myself again but no response.

I asked the staff that had assembled to stay outside, only the Executive Housekeeper and I would walk in. We went in, hairs standing up on the back of our necks and walked over to the bed. When we removed the covers we were relieved that it was not a body…instead it was pillows stacked to look like a body. In all of the commotion of trying to gain access, everyone forgot that this room had an adjoining door. What likely happened is the guests had both rooms, they staged this one with the pillows and the security latch then walked into the adjoining room to exit.

I’m sure they wished they had seen this as they would’ve been proud of the prank. Fortunately for the staff it was only a joke and they didn’t have to deal with something that does unfortunately happen on occasions in hotels.

Josh Sominski Report

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About a year ago, I received a call that one of out security cameras had been ripped down. I went to the property and reviewed the tape. We had a large group of contractors staying at the hotel. What I saw was a guest come into the guest laundry area, strip naked and walk into the hallway while playing with himself. When he head a noise, he would duck down, naked, behind a large trash can, wait for the person(s) to leave the area, and then jump out again and repeat the process. Needless to say, the police were called and they removed him from the hotel. He was also fired the next morning when I showed the tape to his boss.

Rick Laughlin Report

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In Washington D C I stayed at a very nice upscale property, close to the metro, and the mall, all a tourist could ask for while staying in our nations capital.

My first night I was awakened by loud laughing and talking out in the hall area. I rolled over and went back to sleep. Shortly I’m up again to loud voices and loud music. Okay, if this doesn’t stop I’ll call down.

And then the voices got really loud, f bombs flying, screaming and what sounded like a slamming full on brawl happening outside my room.

This I had to see, opened my hotel room door slowly and witnessed the funniest drunken tango taking place.

A couple guys wrestling on the floor, with three other guys trying to break it up, but only dragging each other off the floor guys and falling over and onto the hallway furnishings, carts of glassware went crashing along with vases of flowers, while women cursed and screamed and pulled on the guys.

They were all wearing crooked, and stained gowns and tuxedos, obviously a party package gone wrong.

Hotel security and management finally arrived, more fun as the WWF were lifted by the collars and plunked down against the walls one by one.

Ladies now sobbing still yelling, while the whole floor of guests now awake and standing either at the doors to their rooms or actually standing in the hallway.

Guests were grumbling, kids were running around, and some of us having adult beverages and enjoying the political atmosphere. Congress at its best.

Bill Arnold Report

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One time I found a lady f passed out in my hallway. I was able to get her coherent enough to get a room number from her so I carried her up to said room. I knocked on the door and woke up the guy in the room. Being funny, I asked him “Is this yours?” Needless to say I was struck dumbfounded when he said no. Turns out the lady was a local who followed a guy back from the bar and when she was too drunk to make it to his room, he left her in the hallway. I was able to call her a taxi so she could get home to her husband

John Carpenter Report

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A wild party once in a hotel room....the occupants completely re-wallpapered the room with labels peeled off beer bottles.

A similar party was thrown by a Platinum guest, but he didn't attend, it was for his kids and their friends (all underage), mass drinking, etc., they all got evicted. And the father had the nerve to dispute the charges (because they were evicted). FYI, we had his Platinum account shut down until he made amends.

Randy Zimmerman Report

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2 situations of bad behavior, both now worth laughing at:

April 1981, Best Western Hotel, Anchorage, AK: it’s morning and we cabin crew have been walking across the Pacific all night (Hong Kong-Tokyo Narita-Anchorage). We’re tired, need our beauty sleep and our next flight is that same evening. Meanwhile, there’s a convention in the hotel—a regional meetup of female barbershop quartet singers whose organization shall remain nameless.

We reach our floor and the hallway is choked with happy altos, sopranos, et. al. in curlers, their voices lifted in intermittent song, arms filled with frilly things and beauty supplies. Once behind my own door I am tired enough to fall in the general direction of the bed. But a light-sleeper crew member puts a sign on her door requesting quiet. All that does is prompt laughter and a stream of knocks on her door until she removes it.

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Autumn, 1984, Omni Hotel, Harbor Place, Baltimore (now the Radisson): it’s another convention and the place is packed. We get our room keys and sidle past the crowd into an empty elevator. One of my fellow crew members pushes the button for the 18th floor where we all would be staying. Three kids jump in, see the 18th floor light, then look at each other. As the door closes, one of them pushes every floor. Every damned floor. They are snickering. We are ready to strangle them with the straps of our uniform purses.

Not horrendous behavior in either circumstance. Just furiously maddening at the time and worth a broad, wry smile now.

Marla Koss Report

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There was a pool party going on in our courtyard pool for a bowling team, lots of children attending. I was working at the hotel as a maintenance man but sometimes they used me for security which I hated since It literally was not my job or my interest to do so. Also I was like 20 years old and skinny. Not in good shape for security detailAnyways I was told there was a strange man lurking around the pool trying (so they claimed) to snatch one of the children. They told me he was in the lobby bathroom hiding in one of the stalls. I was told to ask him his name and what room he was staying in. If he could not provide these he was to be kicked of the property.

So I enter the restroom. The people making the accusations are standing outside the bathroom door. I see that someone is in the one stall and proceed to knock on the door.

“Sir, are you a guest at this hotel?”

“What? Ummm…yes”

”What is your name and room number?”

“….can i just finish first?”

This went on for a few minutes. Me banging on the stall door and this poor man just trying to take a peaceful poop. Turned out he was just with the bowling party and had zero clue to the drama in the courtyard pool. Someone eventually burst in and screamed me that he was in the parking lot and heading back to the front door. I followed them outside. They pointed him out and as he was walking towards the lobby doors. At this point I already felt humiliated due to me interrogating a man while he was taking a dump. Now I had to enter into a completely different confrontation with a person that could possibly be a p***phile predator or just another innocent person minding his own business.

I stopped him and asked him if he was staying at the hotel. He had a strange look in his eyes. He was sweaty. Looked like he lived in a basement and was extremely nervous. He did not respond. He just tried to out maneuver me. I blocked him and asked him what his business was at the hotel. He kept trying to pass me and I kept blocking. I had guest watching from the bowling party the whole time this was going on which made the situation more tense. Finally I told him I was going to contact the police and he just bolted through the parking lot…

Never got the full story of what actually took place by the pool but that was the weirdest 10 minutes I spent working at a hotel.

Sardo Numspa Report

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I travel a lot and I’ve seen more than a few inappropriate and interesting things on the part of hotel guests. Mostly though, people are friendly but aloof and typically eager to get their alcoholic beverage of choice and disappear into their rooms. However, it always seems that in New Orleans you are at another level.

My sister in law and I left the rest of our family at the bar and decided to try to get some sleep. Just as my door was beginning to close I heard her voice from down the hall rise dramatically as she said “you can’t be like that here in the hall!!” I turned around and grabbed the door handle just before it closed. I then looked down the hall and see her staring down at some legs jutting out from a guest room. Now I’m curious. I sort of shouted down the hall to ask if she’s ok and she just gave me this exasperated look like she didn’t know what to do.

As I approached her and the mysterious legs I realized they belong to a young “lady”. A young and completely naked lady. I couldn’t imagine how long she was lying there naked in the doorway but it was clear we couldn’t leave her like that. I stepped over her into the room so I could be closer to her face. She seemed pretty intoxicated but she would talk to me, though none of the things she was saying were very nice. I couldn’t get her to move out of the doorway and we were pretty reluctant to lay hands on her. It was incredibly awkward. Eventually, my sis-in-law and I sort of folded and pushed her back into the room and got the door closed with her nakedness safely on the inside of the room. As the door shut I could hear her flop against the door and I thought that her roommate would have a pretty hard time getting in there if they ever made it back to the room that night.

Robert Frantz Report

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We were in a Florida beach area hotel during spring break several years ago. This was not an expensive hotel. We were there with our,at the time, young children. The rooms next to us were filled with high school seniors from a southern bordering state,on their senior trip. We checked in and during the afternoon everything was normal. That night the high school kids were loud, rude, vulgar and usually drunk. There was also screaming, banging on the walls and other noise at night. As we stood to open our door in the hallway,after a day of the beach,pool and sun, the next afternoon,we saw a young, very drunk woman. She had somehow lost her underwear or bikini bottom and she lifted her skirt. She started to urinate in the hallway. Her friend gave her a beach towel quickly and she urinated on it instead. Later that night we heard someone vomiting in the hall near our door. A few moments later we opened the door to a pile of vomit. We then immediately checked out of that hotel.

Cheryl Kesler Report

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One of my female guests was pestering my head waiter wanting him to take her for a good night out.the waiter refused but she kept on at him. His wife came to collect him and found the woman trying to get fresh with her husband, a big row broke out and the wife left coming back with a kitchen knife. The woman went off to her room not seeing the wife with the knife. The wife told me that if she saw the woman near her husband again she would kill her.

So I quietly told the woman that she shouldn’t speak to my head waiter again.

She became incensed with me accusing her of wanting to go out with black African man.!! ( we were in Africa) Two days later head office rang the hotel and had me sacked.

She was a personal friend of the company’s owner, so I had no voice in the matter. I left and went for a walk about around Timbuktu.and never worked again in any hotel since.

Robert Mucci Report

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Not the guest. But a guy came with a female booked and went to room. Next morning an angry female with a hot cup of coffee banged on every door till she found her cheating boyfriend and threw the coffee in his face. Another Incident I was living at an extended stay and this girl on other end of the hotel at 6 am was chased by a man through the hallways with an assault rifle shooting bullets everywhere. Thankngod no one was hurt.

K Phillips Report

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Well of course I’ve had the pleasure at 3AM of a bunch of college kids whooping it up in the hallway right outside our room. Several times.

A couple of times I’ve seen jerks go into melt-down mode over the poor quality and/or poor selection in the little breakfast room. And we weren’t talking about The Carlyle or Sherry-Netherlands here, more like an $80 pensione in Rome, e.g.

One time my daughter and I got in from visiting my sister in Paris, around 11-ish, Friday or Saturday, and flipped through a few TV channels to see if anything was on in English (she was about 5 at the time). Didn’t find anything, so instead I read her a bed-time story, maybe a chapter from Timmy Failure, e.g. Suddenly there was a hammering on the door, and a young man in thong underwear started screaming about how he could hear us. I told him to back off, a man is allowed to read a story to his daughter, and there are a lot louder things that can happen (watching Die Hard, for example), and it really wasn’t that late for Saturday night in Paris. A few seconds later we heard the loud knocking again, and he was back, with his partner/boyfriend, another young man in skimpy underwear. They were belligerent, and trying to enter the room, my daughter started crying, so I grabbed a wine bottle and bull-rushed them, swinging it, threatening to crack both their skulls. I have a reasonably athletic build, so the threat was credible. My daughter came scampering out into the hallway as I chased them, them running and shrieking in terror in their little thong banana-hammocks. When I finally stopped and came back to her, she had stopped crying, and was actually cracking up. She said “this is going to make a good story when we meet Mommy tomorrow”.

Albert Cornelius Doyle Report

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My best friend and I worked at a hotel as front desk clerks in DeLand, Florida. The Orlando Magic used Stetson University for their summer camp practice sessions and would stay in our hotel. My friend was in the process of checking in Shaquille O'Neal who was eating crackers over the very tall part of the front desk where guests would sign paperwork and so on. He proceeded to brush all the crumbs over the ledge and onto her paperwork that my friend was completing to get him in his room. She let out a sigh and without even thinking twice pick the paperwork up that was covered in crumbs and pushed the paper over the edge of the counter and the crumbs went all over shacks shoes. Everyone gasped and was worried he was going to be mad but he laughed it off and said “You're a pretty Bad As! Bi@%h, I like you!” LoL Sidenote: every player used an alias that we had to learn and their wives were constantly calling us at the front desk to spy and report any extra curricular activity! Which we never did! If the players brought a guest to their room and we were both standing there and greeted him he'd push $100, to each of us, over the edge and thanked us! We made MAD money that 2 weeks. Her and I showered in vacant rooms and worked almost 20 hours a day!! They trusted us because we were a few years younger than them. We did a lot, arranged things, ordered services in and covered up a great deal of things and saved approx 9 marriages when their wife “Popped In" to surprise their husbands. We had about 15 pics of wives taped behind the desk that only we saw. If one of us thought it was a match, the other would confirm and we'd immediately call up and offer their “guest” a private suite! On the hotel of course. After those 2 weeks in 1990, I bought a brand new car! Paid with cash!!!! Man I miss those days! TY for reading.

TL Report

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One couple checked in without telling the hotel desk that one of their carry on bags contained their pet snake. The front desk found out after the woman called from her room and explained that the snake escaped as they were feeding it, and that they couldn't find it in the room and needed help. Needless to say, there were no female staff volunteers, only guys who went to room armed with waste baskets and towels as nets and brooms. After about fifteen minutes, the three-foot, non-poisonous snake was located, wrapped around the underside bed frame. Everyone’s worst thought was that the snake had made it through the central air vent in the wall, but it was caught before it could make it there.

Noel Raphael Report

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Once, there was a chinese couple from mainland china renting a suite room, our biggest room. Sure, it was easily the most expensive room that was in our hotel. Our suite is big, and was having a discount for promo for about $200 a night. It has 2 bedrooms, and one common room with sofa. They didn’t order extra bed, so there was only 2 king sized bed there.

What was strange, is that our employee noticed different people came into that same room that night. We thought that they was having a meeting or something, and kinda let it go.

But the next morning, someone caught a glimpse inside the room, and filed a report. So we check the room, and there was easily around 20 plus people, packed inside that big suite room, sleeping on the floor, at the sofa, and some in sleeping bags or mattresses. About 5 families I think, judging from the male, along with their kids. Can you imagine people bringing their own sleeping bags inside a hotel? About 6 to 7 people inside the bedroom with 4 on the floor, 2 on each big sofa, another one sleeping by pulling 2 smaller couches together, and the rest were on the floor at common room, sleeping like sardines.

Rudy Report

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Had a company have a Christmas party and the owner of that company invited some employees back to his room for drinks, his wife went to bed and then he left the room with his wife sleeping and two male employees still in the room drinking. The owner of the company went down to another lady’s room and then one of the two men r***d his wife. The wife wanted to press charges, the husband did not. The police believed it was a wife swap where he did not inform his wife.

Clifford Reynolds Report

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Agressive drunken behaviour, there were 3 of them, refused more alcohol and didnt appreciate being refused. One was removed by me and the other two escaped to the bedrooms…not a peep out of em.

Paul Ainsworth Report

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People wearing their pajamas to the public dining room.

John R. King Report

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I worked the front desk and did lot security at a motel. One night I was noting a car that was not registered to a guest.

The owner of the car came out and started swearing at me. He was using language that would give Andrew Dice Clay hives. I kept trying to explain that he needed to register the car at the desk.

Mark Koenig Report

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