The club I was at this weekend tried to put me in this piece of shit hotel that had live wires exposed in the rooms, mold on the floors and walls, piles of dirt on the floors, and fucking DUCT TAPE keeping in the windows. Oh, did I mention the air conditioning didn't work either? No, it was not just one room, I tried more than 2 before I said there was no way in hell I would stay there. The guy running the hotel didn't see a problem with the condition of the place, which made it even worse.
I told the club I was at that there was no way in hell I would stay there, and they told me that there were no rooms at any other hotel in the whole town, but I refused to go back to that hellhole and told them they would have to find something for me to stay in. I wasn't trying to be a bitch, but seriously, that hotel was not safe. I ended up at the Super 8, and it was like a fucking Ritz compared to the place I was originally going to be staying.
Anybody else ever walk into a hotel and refuse to stay there because it was that far gone?



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Help this cat on his quest for World Domination!
also alot of hookers would bang on the door looking for people.

And the Scottish Inn, next to St. James...good times, good times


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