Tonight I’m staying at The Loose Hotel.
I’m not going to mention it by name, but it’s a well known hotel chain that normally rates at four stars or better. First, as soon as I entered the front door, I noticed that the aluminum door frame was just hanging loose and unsecured. So I told the young lady at the front desk about it because eventually it will come off and someone could get hurt. Then she gives me a key to my room on the sixth floor and the elevator was shaking vigorously so I held onto the side railing which was also loose. And in my room the faucet was loose, the shower head was loose, the toilet seat was loose, and even the buttons on the tv remote were loose.
I’m calling this the loose hotel.
I’m calling this the loose hotel.