Pizza Makes Everything Better
Found this one place, something of a converted apartment building, the rooms were huge. The office was separate from the building, and it looked like they tried to make more rooms out of it. On the second floor was a huge window duct taped onto the frame. We were tired and continued to the fourth floor.
We get to the door and there was no lock on the door, it was held closed from the outside with a chair. We were hungry and ordered pizza and went to pick it up, so we explored our temporary squalid abode for any more atrocities. There was a full fridge, filled with mold… and mustard, an attic door that led to somewhere dark and crusty, and stains in the bathroom.
Anyway, pizza comes back and we hear “we need to get out of here, there are some guys with knives hanging out.” We decide to get out of there. Race down the stairs, and the first floor smelled really bad. Sounded like a few fights coming from somewhere and we weren’t going to find out any more than that. We get to the office and ask for a refund.
They didn’t want to give us a refund since we were in the room for around 30 minutes.
I said, “Give me a refund, this place should be burned down. You couldn’t pay us to actually stay here. We are over 1,000 miles from home, give us something, seriously.”
Did I mention this was a family vacation?
Story credit: Reddit / -Mr-Jack-