Someone Asked Hotel Employees To Share The Wildest Things They've Seen, And 50 Delivered

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.

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

A number of years ago I worked in a hotel that was quite remote, in the Yorkshire Dales ( a beautiful part of England). Most of the clients were the more affluent walkers, country lovers and livestock dealers. So one night when a couple of models tall, blond and slim in expensive clothes and their “manager” stayed it raised eyebrows.

I went to their rooms the next day, they had not used the en suite, had defecated in the waste bins, used wet towels to wash the “s*it and piss and left tons of wet wipes everywhere. They had also puked in the bed and torn the duvet cover then used it to wipe menstrual blood.

About 4 months later , to my surprise I saw a magazine with images of the models obviously taken near the hotel and they looked like beautiful, mysterious angels.

Bet they smelt though

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.

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.

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.

Back in the day- I was a front desk supervisor for a major chain in Central NY State. I had a guest check in during a lull and he appeared to be very nice and calm. He informed me that his wife would be arriving shortly and asked I come to the pool area and let him know when she checked in at the desk. He then went to his room and passed by later to go to the pool.

We then got slammed with check-ins and I and the staff were busy. No one approached me about being with this guest in the pool.

Suddenly he looms in front of me, yelling and cursing : “I told you to let me know when my wife got here, a**hole! You made her wait! What are you, an idiot?”

I informed him that no one had approached me about him. He then pointed to a very quiet woman sitting on the far side of the lobby- who had not come anywhere near the desk.

I started to apologize and attempt to explain. As soon as I opened my mouth, the guest reached across the desk and grabbed my tie, in an attempt to pull me over the four-foot-high front desk. He was screaming profanities, the tie was now tightening around my neck, and the other staff could not break his grip. I was having problems breathing. I was feeling lightheaded - but I did have enough breath to croak out: “Sir, you have three seconds to take your hands off my tie and step backwards, or I will call the f**king cops and get you arrested for assault.” He let go and stood there - staring at me. I told him to get away from desk immediately and either go to his room or step outdoors. He ran to his wife, who had sat there doing nothing, and asked HER if she was okay! In retrospect- I think he was most likely an abuser - based on his behavior with me and her, and her odd affect. He later attempted to apologize and tip me at checkout. I declined the tip and simply told him to go to anger management classes.

Scary.

Guest: “HIYA we’re checking in!”

Me: “Great! Welcome! Can I have your last name, please?”

Guest: “Fletcher”

Little did they know their name would go down in our hotels history…

These lovely guests checked into our hotel after being kicked out from another hotel in the area.

I’ll bullet point the Fletcher family’s offenses for ease of understanding.

Daddy Fletcher told my coworker and me that we looked like porn stars when we wore glasses; asked us to kindly remove them.
Told us they were kicked out from the other hotel for being English; impossible considering it’s Orlando and 50% of tourists are from England.
Set up a makeshift wedding reception for their daughter and son-in-law in a hallway outside of guest rooms.
Had to move so called “wedding reception” due to them vomiting in the vicinity.
Security called to room multiple times for domestic violence.
Told Pizza Boy to: “Jizz on the pizza before you bring it to my wife, would ya?”
Police called to hotel for domestic violence between the newly-wedded husband and wife.
Called again just a few hours later for Mommy & Daddy F.
Daddy F. asked me to lend him some money for a drink at the bar.
Daddy F. asked my coworker and me to visit him back home in England so he could “show us a good time”.
Daddy F. stranded wife at the nearby outlet mall when he needed a beer and couldn’t find her.
On their final day before heading back to England, Daddy F. and Mommy F. got in the biggest fight yet, Mommy F deciding to leave Daddy F. at the hotel drunk while she went to the airport with Family F.
Daddy F. missed his flight; Mommy F. told him not to return to their marital home upon his return to England.
Daddy F. did the worst thing yet. Are you ready?
In a drunken rage, he smeared his own fecal matter all over his hotel room.
I’m really not sure what happened after this but I think I’ve already said enough.

*Name changed for privacy, maybe*

After nine o’clock one night I answered the complaint that there was a middle-aged couple swimming in the nude in the indoor pool. This in and of itself probably wouldn’t make the top ten. However, the guests when asked to put on proper attire became very belligerent (I’m sure alcohol was involved).

While I informed the complaining guest (and her young child) that the transgressors had been provided towels and asked to change or leave the pool area I thought things would soon be under control. Pretty big misjudgment on my part.

The couple eventually got up and left the pool to return to their room. Very soon thereafter the mother and child returned to the front desk to let us know they had left a couple of gifts on their way out. I had to go see it to believe it as they had pooped twice while still in the pool.

Obviously the pool had to be shut down immediately and treated with chlorine. The mother and child were very upset. Fortunately, our company owned the other hotel on this corner and we were able to offer them the opportunity to utilize that facility. Not a perfect solution, but an appreciated attempt nonetheless.

This moved the incident into the top five probably as cleaning another adults waste out of a pool was behavior totally unexpected.

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.

I worked a short stint in a hotel once back in like 1986…and walked in behind a maid once who entered the wrong room. An orgy was taking place, with Ouija boards and other props that were over the top. A sex swing was setup in the middle of the room and being used. The guests, instead of getting mad, invited us to join in, but being the “professionals” we were, we politely declined and left.

Shortest answer possible, sex in a glass outside elevator

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

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!

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)

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?

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

If I have to list a few worst behaved hotel guests, witnessed first hand by me, I think I will be able to write a novel. The list is never ending. To make it short, I will list one for now.

One of our 4 bedroom suits with an attached pool and jacuzzi was reserved. We were told upon booking the room that there would be 4 couples checking in and they were celebrating a birthday. 8 people checked in. All men. No problem. Valid identification given. Deposit taken. Trouble was after their check in, there were a lot of visitors who started trickling in. Visitors identification is required by law. But most of them were directly entering the suite rooms without registering themselves. (As the room was on ground level, they did not need an access card to enter the elevators) slowly, the sound of music started becoming louder and louder. Camera footage outside the guest room showed 47 people entering the room. Called the room to no avail. Called all the guests on their phones, no response. So banged on the door, could only hear the music thumping in the background and opened the room door with 3 security personal, Duty Manager and I.

What a sight! Men. Of all ages. In nothing but underwear’s and feather boas around their necks. Ok. But what was NOT OK, was the suite. It was a disaster!! They had destroyed the room. The glass panels and mirrors were painted with nail polish and lipstick, there was cigarette buds and ash filled every step on the carpets and marble floor (Fire hazzard) vomit on the carpets. The couch had stains of God knows what. Sink overflowing with puke and more cigarette buds. Bathtub filled with rubbish and pile of s**t. The pool was dirty. With broken bottles, broken glasses, empty beer cans thrown inside. Broken shower head. Bedsheets and pillows were destroyed completely. Hotel duvet covers used as a table cloth to keep food, which had oil stains. Broken hangers. Damaged tv as some idiot threw the romote after a fight. Oh my sweet lord. The cops were on standby and were called when they started fighting and arguing that they could do anything they wanted inside the suite as they have paid for it. Facepalm. It’s clearly stated that parties are not allowed inside hotel suites. Damages to the suite room was noted with photographs and an estimate of the damages were given to the 8 people who refused to pay a dime. Thankfully, we had the cops who informed them that they would be punished if they didn’t pay up the hotel and leave as soon as possible. So yes. They paid. But they cribbed, cried, wailed, b*****d and swore they would never step foot in our property ever again because we stopped them from having a good time and spoilt their evening. They had to pay a lot towards damages and the room took 4 days to fix including draining of the pool. My oh my. How I pity my housekeeping department and engineering teams who have to take care of such pathetic, disaster filled rooms.

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.

I worked in hotels as a director and manager on duty for 20 years and i thought i had seen it all until a BBW convention was booked by the sales department. We later learned the the so called lightest member was 600lbs. So, to prepare the maintenance dept had to purchase ply wood for the beds so they wouldnt collapse. Seclnd they were having a 2 am bikini show at the indoor pool so again maintenance had to drain 4 inches so it wouldnt flood the area when multiple members lounged in the water.

Dining was overwhelmed with having to prep and serve not 3 but 4 full buffets all 3 days.

The icing on the cake, as i was making my mod rounds i noticed that some on the members had their doors propped open, tv on but no lights, I was putting a note in my report when the door opened and out came my front desk associate adjusting his clothes.

Turns out that the members who left doors open was basically a free invitation to any guy who wanted to have sex with a 600 to 800 pound female.

I didnt report the associate since he was off the clock but he was so worried i would tell everyone what he did i had him by the balls for the rest of our employment.