The Judge, yes.
He is a judge in Memphis!
I got into Olive Branch, MS at my motel about 4pm instead of 3 pm as I planned. When I went to the restroom in the lobby, the commode did not flush. After I checked in, I was told there was low water pressure because of construction.
Upstairs, I lay down for 30 minutes. Then, I removed the chipped polish and went to wash my hands. No water--not even a drip. I called downstairs and was thoroughly disgusted. The woman explained to me, like she was reading Goldilocks and the Three Bears to a little child. "You see, there is no water because construction crews cut the water lines across the street, so we will have no water."
I went ballistic. I have not seen some of these people in fifty years and I must go with a stinky bottom and dirty hair? No, not acceptable. I need water. Bring it from wherever because I just used nail polish remover and need to wash that off.
"We can send the maintenance man and see if he can find water in your room." ??? I don't need a maintenance man to "find" water in my room!!!!" Grab some bottled water that I refuse to pay for since the room should come with water. Send it now!!
In ten minutes the maintenance man came and told me he could get two little cups, yes, that is what he said as he measured about 4 inches with each hand, and he said he could try to find water for those. I suggested a pitcher. He said it would take longer to search for a pitcher. I demanded water and slammed the door.
He brought ONE bottle of water for me to use. I washed nails with soap and nail brush. I poured some on a wash cloth and wiped my face. Then, I poured more water and used a soppy, ice cold wash cloth with no soap on my underarms and bottom. It was frigid and hurt. Nothing like going relaxed to my reunion.
I called customer care who called 30 minutes later and said they could move me two miles to Residences, a hotel that took my friend's points. I said I would move at midnight, but they insisted I move DURING the reunion. They would send someone to pack me and move my luggage since I told them I could not, would not, be able to do that in a hurry.
Finally, I slammed down the phone, rushed to get ready and barely made it.
Okay, I got the room complaint done, so tomorrow, I will continue with the fun stuff. The picture above is a hint.
Today, at six pm I went to the doctor, got a Zpak and cortisone shot in the hip.
Yes, I will complain about the water and their obvious lack of concern.
How would you fancy going to see people for the first time in 50 years (some 5 years ago) without a shower of hair washing? I am even tempered until someone just pushes all my buttons at once. I don't curse or call names or accuse. I try to put the person in my shoes.