As HH said, remembering what paper I ordered last time I was there is OK, but searching out personal stuff just to appear more "friendly" makes them look like stalkers.
Of course you should game the system. Walk in muttering to your cell phone that you can't believe you invested in this crappy hotel chain and the best thing to do if things don't improve is to sell the thing to the Chinese.
"We knew very little about her before she checked in, so we searched for her online and discovered she had a dog named Bo," the rep says. "When she arrived, there was a little doggy gift waiting in her room, with a notecard that said Bo misses you."
Hadn't heard of any of the hotels in TFA. I'll stick with frugal anonymity, even if it's perhaps tinged with willful ignorance.
And the hospitality guy approved of the picture of his family? Seems like that would've gone down awkwardly: Picture it, he sees the picture, thinks his wife was thinking of him, and he calls her up. "Hey honey, thanks for arranging the picture of the family in my hotel room." She's like, Wha? And, in a horror story twist, THE PICTURE CAME FROM INSIDE THE HOTEL!
psychicdeath99:When Wilford Brimley strangles a hooker, there's never even a trace of a clue left behind, because Wilford Brimley by-God gets things done.
Wrong. He leaves a trail of half-eaten, soggy oatmeal to the door.
Prey4reign:psychicdeath99: When Wilford Brimley strangles a hooker, there's never even a trace of a clue left behind, because Wilford Brimley by-God gets things done.
Wrong. He leaves a trail of half-eaten, soggy oatmeal to the door.
I'm telling ya, the diabeetus schtick is just an act with Brimley. When you wake the guy in a hotel room, there are literally needles everywhere, and though he tries to claim he had some blood sugar issues after eating the crappy room service, he'll punch you in your head if you even think to ask him about the bent spoons and rubber bands.
I hope the don't blacklight it, I came so many times all over the room i was just in for 12 days. Actually mostly on their towels.. they should probably throw those out. Sorry, next person who uses them.
I don't travel for business any more and my vacations are strictly camping, but I remember Hilton as being incredibly intrusive even back in the '80s. They were the main reason I started using a different chain for every trip.
Oak Tree Inn...North Platte Nebraska...............motion detectors in the room raise the A/C temp if you are gone BUT,,,,also heard the desk clerk say into the phone "OH, He's not in his room right now"
close
close
© And that light is left on for a reason, pal
close
Remembering that you asked for a WSJ on your last visit is just good service.
close
As HH said, remembering what paper I ordered last time I was there is OK, but searching out personal stuff just to appear more "friendly" makes them look like stalkers.
close
Tanthalas39: Shameless theft, subby.
Seriously! He didn't even get the quote right!
close
close
close
close
Euw.
close
close
close
close
And the hospitality guy approved of the picture of his family? Seems like that would've gone down awkwardly: Picture it, he sees the picture, thinks his wife was thinking of him, and he calls her up. "Hey honey, thanks for arranging the picture of the family in my hotel room." She's like, Wha? And, in a horror story twist, THE PICTURE CAME FROM INSIDE THE HOTEL!
close
close
psychicdeath99: When Wilford Brimley strangles a hooker, there's never even a trace of a clue left behind, because Wilford Brimley by-God gets things done.
Wrong. He leaves a trail of half-eaten, soggy oatmeal to the door.
close
Prey4reign: psychicdeath99: When Wilford Brimley strangles a hooker, there's never even a trace of a clue left behind, because Wilford Brimley by-God gets things done.
Wrong. He leaves a trail of half-eaten, soggy oatmeal to the door.
I'm telling ya, the diabeetus schtick is just an act with Brimley. When you wake the guy in a hotel room, there are literally needles everywhere, and though he tries to claim he had some blood sugar issues after eating the crappy room service, he'll punch you in your head if you even think to ask him about the bent spoons and rubber bands.
close
close
close
close
close
close
close
close
close