When I managed the thrift store, we found dirty clothes in the dressing rooms all the time. Day Workers would go into the dressing room to try on clothes and walk out with a new outfit leaving the dirty clothes in the floor.

Gayle

Dirty drawers in the ceiling?
*!*
That is pretty bad but what really curls my toes is nobody smelled it.
LOL

Lori

OMG...I'm glad they could laugh about it...cause I don't think I woulda been laughing had some old crappy underwear had fallen on my head...

Keep 'm comin!

I can't think of anything I've done in a hotel that is all that weird...

I did see on Mythbusters the other night where a women and her brother went into a hotel room and it stunk...they didn't think much...stayed the night...only to discover there was a dead body wrapped in plastic in the bed frame...it totally flipped her out...WELL I GUESS...I wouldn't have stayed from the smell alone!

Aw, man...that is SICK! I just posted on your other thread asking about the kinds of things people leave behind. Guess this thead answers THAT question! :-)

Just as weird, and just as true......
The roof at my old office sprung a leak after a snowstorm. Many of the ceiling tiles had to be replaced. The workers found a pair of ladies panties and some love letters hidden in there. This was a lawyers office before we moved in, and the letters were from one's mistress. One of the women who worked there knew the lawyer, and returned the letters to him. The panties went in the trash. They were "big girl" panties, nothing cute or lacy or sexy. We still laugh over that.

anette-who never hides things in the ceiling

Better to have 'old' poopy drawers to fall on one's head than 'fresh' poopy drawers.

I always check for dead people under the mattress!!! LOL!!!!

We used to own a small motel. It was 15 single rooms and two, two room suites. A family stayed in one of the suites for a few weeks while some renovations were being done in their home. When they left the motel, I went in to clean and the bathtub bottom was full of noodles. She must have dumped a crock pot in there. I had always said I was going to write a book about motel/hotel work and there was my title.....Noodles In The Bathtub. Another story is, an elderly lady came in to make reservations for a friday night. She was getting married and they were going to stay the first night at our motel, then take Amtrack the next morning to another state. When the gal who worked for me went in to clean the room after they checked out, The whole floor was full of blown-up baloons. She had to wade through them to get into the room, breaking the baloons as she went. There are so many stories like that, like I said, they could fill a book. When working with the public, I always say 90% are very nice the other 10% keep it real interesting. Dottie

I HOPE they were baloons!

Better to have 'old' poopy drawers to fall on one's head than 'fresh' poopy drawers.

Somethin' like that dropping from the ceiling would certainly cause me to fill my drawers.

The company I worked for handled a lot of packages for catalog orders coming into Canada. We also handled the returns. We would open the package, examine the contents, and forward the info to the company so that the customer could get their refund right away rather than waiting for the whole customs clearance process etc. (which can take weeks).

You would be surprised what was in those packages! Dirty clothing, half eaten food, worn shoes. Underwear dirtied with a myriad of substances. Syringes. And worse. Most of the employees wore gloves, but some didn't and never even washed their hands before eating lunch. Blech! I always said if I did that job I would have to wear full aids gear and "surgeons gloves" (impregnated with a metal mesh and are supposed to be cut and stick proof). And even then I would still get the heebie jeebies!

ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!

Softball 80.......EEEEEEWWWWWWW, never thought of that, but then again at the age of the couple, both in their 70's, if it wasn't .......more power to them for not wanting to get PG on their wedding night. LOL Dottie

I found a pair of poopy pants in my linen closet,hidden among the towels. GROSS!!! And I know who did it!

We owned a small motel for about three years.....Oh the stories I have to tell......

My favourite one is:

DH rented a room to an elderly couple with a small van....
When he went to clean the room the next day all of the furniture was gone. It was older furniture too, and not very nice stuff.

Anyway, since we weren't fully occupied and didn't have extra money we hadn't replaced it.

A week later they came back and DH gave them the same room....the empty one. The next morning all of the furniture was back in it's place.

Jannie,,I've been in that same nightmare! LOL

Heather....that is classic!!

When someone takes something from here..they go on my "do not rent to" list. Then when they come back..they have to "talk to the manager" before they can ever rent again. Most of them dont want that hassle.

Im just wondering why if you have 70 bucks to rent a hotel room...do you steal the batteries that cost 75 cents out of the remote?

Heather, that's funny! What a perfect way to let them know you were onto their game!

I have a couple of stories to share. When I was 19, I worked for a popular hotel chain at the front desk. One nite we received a call from one of the rooms requesting extra towels. My boss sent me cause no one else was available. I knocked on the door and when it flew wide open, a totaly naked man stood before me. By the smirk on his face, this was somthing he has done before. I dont know how I did it, but I didnt even blink. I politely handed him the towels and said "Have a good evening!", and turned tail and ran! I remember calling my best friend when I got a break and telling her about a beer belly and saggy b***s! We laughed for months about it.

While working at the same hotel, myself, another lady and the bellmen were standing behind the counter. The hotel was under construction and the ceiling tiles above us had been taken down for wiring repairs. The bellman decided to take a seat in a chair and stretch out. We were all sitting there laughing and joking around when a mouse fell out of the ceiling and landed on his chest. We both screamed and I swear the bellman and the mouse were looking at each other, eye to eye in total amazement. Finally, he came to his senses and knocked the poor stunned mouse down. We laughed about that one till we cried.