and this only because my bathroom fan exploded & caught fire
and this right after i was home from an unprecedented stay at a hospital that i busted out of in 36 hrs cuz i knew i could not afford it (the total cost was $15000!)
and this only because i had some kind of immune system failure (104.5F) that developed into pneumonia by the time i dragged my ass in there
and, at the beginning, i was staying at the hotel in front of the place i work while i was on sick leave
with an IV dock sticking out of my arm
and a visiting nurse coming to see me twice a week to take my blood
and having to drag my ass out to the hospital twice a week to get chest x-rays
and a couple of unnecessary visits to the attending doctor's office so he could get a cut as well
so i was staying at this hotel right behind work dodging my co-workers while being on sick leave
the visiting nurse was coming and going
and i was coming and going to the hospital
totally off of my sleep schedule for work and totally hating it
i couldn't even get a break to get a decent nap cuz if i didn't have some kind of appointment, then i was trying to make time for stv who was/is still living at our house
and, as i am in all situations, i was trying to make myself invisible
and one time, early on into my 5 or 6 week stay there, i was laying in bed, giving myself the slow drip thru the IV dock in my arm, the phone rang
it was either approaching evening or actual nighttime
it was a desk person from downstairs
and she said i had to come down right away to schedule my two mandatory cleanings for the week
and i said/asked, i really do?
she said that i did
like it was the most important event ever to happen on the goddamned planet
so i pull the fucking line out of my IV bag
of all fucking things
and i went downstairs
i had tubing hanging out of my fucking arm
and i was noticably underweight
by like thirty lbs
but no notice was paid to that
so i came up with some days and times
none of them good for me, mind you
cuz i was still trying but failing to get back on my schedule for the time i would have to go back to work
and both times
the only thing done was that the towels were changed
my sheets were not changed
and nothing was cleaned
nothing
and the toilet paper wasn't restocked
so i'm like, why even bother me with this shit?
i coulda exchanged the towels downstairs myself
even in this weakened state
I coulda done THAT
and i ended up buying all kinds of things i needed, including toilet paper
i think i avoided these non-cleanings for the next three weeks
by way of having the do not disturb sign on my door on a constant basis
first, nothing was being cleaned
second, the bathroom fan didn't work, the sink was leaking massive amounts of water onto the floor (and it was carpeted) and the window screen was practically falling off
i figure it's a draw at that point
i figure if i don't bother them, then why should they bother me?
judging by the state of the room that we were paying full price for
showed they had a lax attitude about policies &/or regulations
fine by me
i got it
after i was forced to go back to work while also being forced to live outside my own home
prolly during my second week back
there was a very loud knock at my door
and it would not stop
and my whole being was shaken at the fucking core
and i threw on some clothes
and covered my eyes against the light
and saw some giant man there
he was telling me very pointedly that this room had not been cleaned since such n such a date
and there existed a law that stated it was to be cleaned every such n such a period of time
and while he's talking one of my socks is wet
because of the leaking sink
and the bottom of my light grey socks are coal black
and they still are
it won't ever come out
cuz the carpets are so filthy
and i'm thinking in my mind
what about our deal, man?
shit room
shit cleanings
what the fuck?
i asked him if i had time to even take a piss
and he said i had at least 20 mins
so i took a piss
and went outside to sit in my car
and waited for a time when i was allowed to go back to sleep
to finish the paltry 3 hrs of sleep i'd be getting that day
to go to work to process some set amount of items
or be fired cuz if i didn't, i'd be deemed unworthy of working there
after seven goddamn years
and i was in a full-on rage
just so angry
with nothing to do with it
and i called stv
and i told him i had just a small amount of rational thought
that prevented me from throwing all my shit in my car
cuz i just wanted to be out of there
i was woken up in such a jarring, insulting manner
cuz i didn't comply with a cleaning statute?
when the floor was rotting?
and who knows what was growing in the constant dampness
the mildew
i'm surprised it wasn't overwhelming to me
i had goddamned pneumonia!
but i got used to it
and after a long time of talking
we decided i shouldn't go to work that night
even tho all i had to do was walk out the hotel door and into the door at work
cuz i was in such a bad place
so bad, in fact, that as soon as i could
i got the fuck out of there
cuz all i wanted to do was trash that goddamned place
it's not like i had anyone to complain to
i wanted to
but who cares about one obviously very ill third shift worker
even if they paid over $2000 to stay in a substandard room that prolly shouldn't have even been offered cuz it didn't even come close to making code
and, at the end of my stay there (i had to continue to stay there cuz the next wonderful place i was to stay was not yet ready for me to arrive), the person who checked me out excitedly told me that i had earned free nights via the "points" i'd gotten for being there so long
and she explained to me about the website to go to and what information to use to sign on
i didn't do that for a couple of weeks
cuz, even after time had passed since my flameout
i was and am still so pissed about it
i can't remember EVER being in a state of rage like that
but stv said mebbe it would be a good idea to see how many free nights i had in case i had to crawl over there after work on some particularly bad week(s)
like, i should get something out of my time served there
so i finally signed onto the website
and put the info in
but i was never given a password
and the only way to resolve it is to call an 800 number
and it looks like it's a scam to get me to sign up for their credit card
great
it would have been perfect for me to stay there for the duration of my time away from home
if they'd only adjusted their rates cuz the room woulda stayed occupied for what, nine weeks?
if they'd only given me a room to stay in that was up to code
if the rooms had been actually cleaned
if they'd only met me halfway on cleaning times (10 - 10:30am once a week or weekend woulda worked fine, thank you for asking)
nothing was offered
and i certainly didn't demand anything
8/11/11
I am so sorry for the problems you experienced during your most recent stay. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you.
suck it up
take the hit
like always