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| quote: | Originally posted by RJT
How we got banned from St. Christophers Inn’s the world over!
The first hostel we stayed at was OK – they had a great bar, but it was very, very rowdy and loud all the time, and filled with drunken English and Americans day and night, so we didn’t spend all too much time there. The staff were also complete cunts save for two of the bar staff – everyone else was a fucking knob.
One night we were chilling out and smoking a joint in the lounge and I tried to purchase some munchies from the vending machine because the kitchen hadn’t been open all day. My chips got stuck between the glass and the machine, so naturally Myra and I give it a few shoves and bam, we’re good to go.
The machine was built like a tank, and we could barely move it at all, much less cause any damage to it (certainly no more than the rest of the crowd was causing in the bar), but two seconds later this fellow from the hotel who was a complete prick the entire trip comes barreling into the lounge raving about how he has “Pictures and Videotapes of me trying to vandalize the hotel.” After repeating the phrase “We have the pictures, we have the videotape” about half a dozen times (he was clearly fucking mashed, and had been the whole trip – but may well have been the hotel manager for all we know) he finally understood that it wasn’t the fact that he had them that I cared about, it was what he planned to do with them. After a lot of empty threats, he just said “I’m attaching a note to your bill, you are permanently banned from all of our establishments.” I said I was “quite sorry” as he walked off, but it was pretty clear this guy had just been looking for any reason he could find to tee off on a tourist – so in hindsight it’s quite a bit more funny and sad than I had even remembered.
But yes, we are permanently banned from all St. Christophers Inn’s throughout Europe, lol. |
That's so lame.
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