I drove 3.5 hours. Ingested 3 Taco Bell items along the way. I checked in…i.e. gave them my make, model, license plate, my credit card, my AAA card and got the standard We-have-a-wonderful-breakfast-every-morning-my-name-is-Michelle-if-you-need-anything speech. All the while, the hair on my arms was spiking with I’m-about-ta-crap-my-pants goose bumps.
I went to my assigned room, dropped my goods, ran to the toilet, dropped trow and I noticed this!
There were, I think, 5 squares of toilet paper on that roll and about 12 on the other one! Now wait a minute! Someone had to fold the point into the TP, and didn’t realize that both rolls needed to be CHANGED? You pointed that TP and thought, yeah… “I did my job well today?”
Hey Straight-outta-Hampton Inn (name amended for anonymity) have my kids been put in charge of replenishing the toilet paper at your hotels, Ya Jagoffs?
