Day 11 Best of Times, Worst of Times

So I really didn’t want to pay $8 for water so I came up with a cunning plan.   Buy the water (or drinks) elsewhere and store them in my insuite fridge.  Pretty smart, right?  Pretty clever.

Now that fridge was kinda full so I had to shift things out to store my drinks.  The expensive vodka, out, Dasani, in, the bottle of wine, out, the lemonade in.  I had it made.

However, when I woke up today and did something I don’t normally do.  I read a label.  A label on the little fridge.  That label said something that immediately got my heart beating.  “Refreshments removed will be AUTOMATICALLY CHARGED to your suite immediately after removal”

Fuck me.

If I read this right, all I had to do was remove something, say, like an expensive bottle of vodka, and I would be charged.  It didn’t matter that I didn’t use it, I would be charged.

OMG!   I’d moved all sorts of bottles out and around.   Expensive bottles.


After I restarted my heart, I decided to see if I was about to be ass-f*&%ed.  I went downstairs and spoke to the desk.  I explained what I’d done and held my breath.

They said it was no problem and they would reverse the charges.


But a tough way to start out the day.




0 Replies to “Day 11 Best of Times, Worst of Times”

  1. i had a mild heart attack for you while reading this before getting to the part where they reversed the charges.

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