Hotel Talk

I was robbed at gun point in a hotel once.

Sooooo, I'm guessing you would say that wasn't a positive experience?

I vacationed in Europe when I was 22, took a semester off and spent 1-1/2 months touring the countries. The only weird experience I had was in France and it freaked me out simply because I traveled alone. When I got to the hotel in Paris, I checked in, got everything settled got my key and headed for my room. It was on the second floor so I got on the elevator and head up. When the elevator got to the second floor and the doors opened, it was -pitch black-! Dark! No light! I was like, W-T-F.???????? I slowly stepped off the elevator into the hall and the lights turned on. Trust me, that was a relief because I couldn't see my hand in front of my face in the dark (it was that dark)! Anyways my room was located at the end of the hall so I proceeded to my room after almost sh^tting my pants. Well, when I get to my room and go to open the door, the effing lights went out!!!!!!!!!! I was standing in the dark in this long hotel hallway! I managed to get the key in the lock and opened the door and yeah you bet I rushed inside.
The freaking hotel had f%cking occupancy sensors in their halls. WTF? I would think this would be against code (at least here in the U.S. it would). So, every morning when I was ready to go on my adventures about the city as soon as I opened my hotel room door, the effing hall was pitch black........... oh the memories.

Sounds like to me you have an issue with black.

I had a swinger couple try to pick me up for a threesome at a hotel once.

Not that I would have done it, regardless, but the fact that they were both well into their golden years and well, furry... Didn't help.

Ewww not a good mental image :sick:

I was at a Mexican resort about a year ago and got a little too drunk on tequila shots. My bf walked me to our room and then walked our female friend safely back to her room. While I was praying to the porcelain god, I looked over and saw a pair of big boots outside the bathroom. The boots led up to quite a large man standing in my hotel room. He was asking me if I was ok and needed help but I repeatedly yelled for him to get out and he wouldn't. I immediately thought Hostel and barricaded myself in the bathroom and started screaming for my bf. I really don't know how much time passed but when he finally got back to our room I was hysterical. Security called because of all the screaming and had to come and calm me down and get the whole story. When I was finally calm I thought maybe it was a hotel employee checking on me but no one ever came out and said it was. You would think if it was an employee, they would have told me so, so I wouldn't be scared. We never figured it out but I refused to be alone for the rest of the trip. I will also never go to that resort again. I also will never drink shots on tequila on vacation anymore.

Maybe it was the male from that swinging couple referenced a few posts ago.

I vacationed in Europe when I was 22, took a semester off and spent 1-1/2 months touring the countries. The only weird experience I had was in France and it freaked me out simply because I traveled alone. When I got to the hotel in Paris, I checked in, got everything settled got my key and headed for my room. It was on the second floor so I got on the elevator and head up. When the elevator got to the second floor and the doors opened, it was -pitch black-! Dark! No light! I was like, W-T-F.???????? I slowly stepped off the elevator into the hall and the lights turned on. Trust me, that was a relief because I couldn't see my hand in front of my face in the dark (it was that dark)! Anyways my room was located at the end of the hall so I proceeded to my room after almost sh^tting my pants. Well, when I get to my room and go to open the door, the effing lights went out!!!!!!!!!! I was standing in the dark in this long hotel hallway! I managed to get the key in the lock and opened the door and yeah you bet I rushed inside.
The freaking hotel had f%cking occupancy sensors in their halls. WTF? I would think this would be against code (at least here in the U.S. it would). So, every morning when I was ready to go on my adventures about the city as soon as I opened my hotel room door, the effing hall was pitch black........... oh the memories.

I was a hotel doorman for a few years. Graveyard shift. Yeah I've got stories, but not a one that I can think of that'll fly with the puritans around this place.

Let's just say I knew every working girl in the city and am probably the only guy who's been paid BY escorts...

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