More Terrible HotelsActually paid to sleep somewhere that turned out to be less compfy, private or clean than the bench in the park outside? Tell us all about it.
Or perhaps you'd like to boast about getting upgraded to a sea-view suite next door to Stevie Wonder, like my colleague keeps doing? Over and over...
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chthonic, Thu 27 Nov 2014, 9:36)
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Not so much terriblejust odd.
I worked in China a few years back and was given the use of a large serviced apartment to use.
One day after working a long night shift, I was woken about 10am by knocking on the door. Thinking it was one of the flat mates - i left it knowing they had a key, they knew i was asleep - more fool them if they forgot their key. etc.
an hour or so passes by and more knocking. At this point it had gone past convenient for me to do so as I was now sporting a heavy dick, and in the hot weather i wasnt wearing any clothes.
an hour passes and the knocking was back - quickly followed by what sounded like the door opening.
The next thing i knew there were chinese officers of some sort - government officials? Followed by the local security, then the police, then the fire brigade, with an axe, and one carrying a hose of sorts.....
and me... naked.
No one can speak English.... I cant speak chinese. It felt like some sort of weird dream.
As quickly as they all arrived a woman with a clipboard and a man in overalls with a small toolbox arrived. and all the other men (about 10 by this stage - total overkill - left) She spoke english - barely.
"you not hear us knock on door!?" she angrily explained.
I knew she wouldnt grasp my explanation about night shifts, so simply shrugged... and in typical westerner expat style went back to bed - to let it all sort itself out...
an hour or so later the chinese maintenance man came into my bedroom whilst i was asleep and said alot of things in angry chinese again, and left.
The Musical washing machine (yes musical - they love that shit - www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDMEF-aTzh8) had overflowed and leaked downstairs.
(, Tue 2 Dec 2014, 0:59, 2 replies)
I worked in Japan for a few years and had my own rented flat there. I came back from the UK once and the power wasn't working, so the next day I got the office to help sort it out for me and they sent round some people from the building management, the power company and a translator to help fix the problem. The problem turned out to be me not acting on incomprehensible demands for payment of overdue bills in stupid funny writing.
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hahaha amazingshould have posted this as a story. winner.
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rofl harris, Tue 2 Dec 2014, 18:13,
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