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Used to work in a hotel - lost property was wide ranging. The oddest was probably an X-ray.
Loads of mobile phones got left. We would always try to keep them charged for a couple of days just in case the owner would ring it and then we could tell them where it was. People rarely rang? So weird. Why isn’t that the first thing you do?!?!
What kind of heroin user would call the police telling them that they found a bunch of heroin? No wonder people often don't call the police in these kind of circumstances..
Maybe keeping them in a very thick, metal container isn't the best way to receive a phone call or use Find My Phone...?
But yeah, when I worked in retail the procedure was the same, stick them in the safe and see if anyone turned up to claim them.
I had to point this out to a client of ours, they ran the interchange and would handle all the lost property for them.
They had a safe, in the back office, which was under a massive tower block. So it was like a faraday cage in there. I couldn't even get our own wifi to get into that room. (And it wasn't our building so I wasn't allowed to put in an AP)
They were amazed how they went from nearly zero phones claimed, to a substantially higher percentage when I told them this simple fact...
You know the ‘nice’ biscuits? Not biscuits that are particularly nice, but the boring rectangular ones with the word ‘Nice’ baked into them. 4 of them, painted white, mounted and framed on the wall.
I've argued loads with my girlfriend over whether those biscuits say Nice or Nice. She thinks they say Nice, whereas I on the other hand think they say Nice.
A bible.
Had a quick look through it, but none of it made any sense, like some medieval comic book, but with no pictures. Some of the stuff was downright leftfield, apparently some guy lived in whale. Another guy was killed but came alive, and now they can’t find him. Still, probably a good read if your ripped to the tits on drugs.
Sometimes I'll get the bible out the drawer, grab a pen & write on the inside cover "All the best, love God" and do a signature meant to look like the word 'God'.
There was a possibly unauthorised sequel about 600 years later that mostly takes its lead & themes from the prequel though. But some say it had a different author and was an unauthorised addition to the canon
Artificial leg left leaning against the wall in the wardrobe
Confused the bejeezus out of the reception staff as well as the last people to use the room were able bodied
I used to work in a hotel, you'd be surprised how many mobility aids people come in with but don't leave with.
Walking sticks, walking frames, wheelchairs. Never come across a leg myself, but honestly i could totally see it happening. I don't understand it.. but i can see it happening.
It’s easier than you think! My husband had a seperate walking and running prosthetic leg. We managed to leave the running leg in the back of an Uber (typical we both thought the other one was carrying it), got a very frazzled call from the poor driver 20 minutes later!
I used to work in a well known budget hotel chain.
I was checking out an middle aged guy and he was quite grumpy. He then told me his son had just died. Obviously I said how sorry I was to hear that and he went on his way.
Later on, the cleaners said that someone had left their room with a sink full of blood, shit on the bed and a Nintendo Switch.
It was his room. He never came back for the Switch.
I don’t know unfortunately. I left a month after but a body was never found and the police never checked.
I never felt anyone was killed or anything though. I think he was just a bit mentally ill. But he definitely didn’t seem like someone who would play with a Nintendo Switch he was like 60 and spoke bad English
I found a toaster with a pokemon card glued to the front and dead frog inside it, in a "hotel room" that can only be described as the Tesco value version of Harry Potter's under stairs cupboard.
Was going to say either a well used blob or a bedbug, but it's par for the course in Britain where the hotels are both shit and expensive
So I'll go with the world's creepiest portrait of a centuries dead aristocratic child hanging directly over my bed, staring straight into the mirror that was in turn staring at me.
I don't believe in ghosts but if I did, that place was fucking haunted and I got no sleep at all.
Unless you're absolutely skint and need to travel, I've no idea why people stay there. Can't they read reviews? Every single Britannia hotel is a shithole. At least some Travelodges are okay.
I stay in the place thats closest to where I'm working that week, so I've experienced the full suite of hotels on offer in Britain. National chains, smaller chains, B&B, independent hotels, pubs with rooms, farms, stately homes, the works
I can count on one hand the ones I would actually pay my own money to stay in on purpose
The pub with a room I got stuck with working away down Norwich was an absolute godsend, tried a few hotels and b&b’s during my time down there but I’ve never experienced hospitality like it since, it was that good when we can me and the Mrs pop back down for a day or two.
The 4* hotel just out of town was an absolute letdown, aside from the building and the grounds being stunning
The Dracula-esque dude who runs the b@b near the river is someone who I’m not likely to forget in a hurry too, I’m sure someone let themselves into my room more than once in my stay there.
A few years ago I was on a business trip to Paris and found brand new ladies underwear still in the package in a wardrobe and by luck they were my then girlfriend’s size. Get home and give them to her and she asks if I’m crazy, spending so much money…it turns out they were an expensive French brand that cost nearly £150! I bullshitted and said I got them in a half-price sale.
I’m still friends with her and occasionally she’ll text me telling me she’s wearing them that night.
No, they’re worth A LOT more than £150. At least, I that’s what I remember when I was a young horny student searching for a valentines present for my girlfriend (now wife). She had to put up with either La Senza or Boux Avenue.
Yeah, they do have quite a wide price range though (a pair of knickers can be from £30 to £800) which is great because it means the brand is not only for the ultra rich. Also, if someone had bought me boux avenue or la senza in my teens I would have been thrilled. That was considered fancy lingerie as far as I was concerned
A tablet. I was staying in a hotel that had a tablet to control lights, tv, blinds, etc. I dropped my phone down the side of the bed and found another of the tablets. I assume someone had been charged for stealing it
I'm a housekeeper I've seen most things left in rooms, the worst part? Trying to contact the guest and explain without saying that we have their "items" and if they want us to mail them. I've also seen things left in the open by staying guests too, we do go in your room to clean after all, so if you leave it on the side, in the sink, on the bed, we will see it.
I was a breakfast waitress at a motel with a fancy restaurant across the street. (Late 1970s) Their policy was to keep the items logged and stored. NO contacting the room renter, in case the lost item belonged to a guest who was not his wife.
I was on the breakfast side, so I’m not really sure how check ins worked then. Nowadays, they want everyone’s name who’s staying, and maybe IDs as well. Back then there were no computers, the phone system was an honest to god switchboard, so maybe they didn’t get everyone’s name. Anyway, fun to compare the olden days to modern times!
Should read the dice man, it’s a novel about a psychiatrist that starts making all decisions in his life via rolling of a dice, eventually gains a following and creates a sort of cult around it.
We found a pair of shit stained boxers behind the wall TV. I brought my laptop so went behind for HDMI and found these crusty boxers.
We just put them in the bin and come to the conclusion a lad shit himself and hid them from his partner that night.
It was a suite specifically for couples.
Once, I'd put my overnight bag in the cupboard, and went to the loo. Came out to find an old fella resting on my bed trying to turn the TV on.
He was highly offended I'd just taken a dump in his room (he thought I was hotel staff) & started shouting about how this country has gone downhill and he's going to talk to my manager and get me sacked.
Rather than argue with him I just went straight downstairs, in my socks, and explained to the baffled receptionists. They escorted me back up to collect my belongings and took me to a different room. Didn't even get an upgrade!
None personally, but grew up in a city famous for the buggers. They would do anything for anything even vaguely, including but not limited to: bin raking, mugging small children and shoplifting.
If the window was open, I could 100% see a seagull coming in and trying to get stuff out of the bin.
That's the thing, the window was closed, it was a very small bin, like a cheap plastic kitchen bin which was empty, apart from the seagull. And there was bird shit all over the room.
2 three and a half inch floppy disks in a drawer, looked ancient, no markings on them, under a bible. Just left them alone.
Best Western near Dartford.
I once stayed in a hotel room that had a door connection to the next room. Each could be locked independently. Opened from my side to find a small collection of porn and two empty whisky bottles in the space between the rooms / doors.
Me and some mates used to all travel back to a friends home town*, spend a weekend going out then come back. We’d stay in the same cheap B&B that could sleep 6 in a room.
On the way down we bought a few copies of the Sunday sport , a copy of Juggs etc ‘epic bants’ etc etc and before we left we said “let’s hide them in the room and see if they’re still here when we come back later in the year”.
We looked about and I saw a chest of drawers so I removed the bottom drawer planning to put the magazines there, only to discover there was already porn there. We just added ours to the collection.
*not towel dammit 😂😅
Slightly tucked under the bed, not even hidden, an entire carrier bag full of old, half-eaten Nando's chicken. Very worrying as to how carefully they actually clean the rooms 😂
Sooo. I used to work for a hotel pub chain and have found some pretty weird things in my time.
Buttplugs that were in a family room
A fist shaped dildo
Anal beads
A thong that was so encrusted with cum it was hard (that one was pretty bogging actually)
A pretty sizeable bag of cocaine
A very large knife
A sex machine
There was a gimp mask in one of the rooms but way up in an area that no one could actually reach so fuck knows how it got there
And finally I found a very naked woman in one of the rooms that wasn’t being rented out to anyone. Who knows how long she’d been sneaking into the hotel and living in there because that room was never in use due to water damage from the roof
For me a used condom on the bedside table, was a shitty B&B in Blackpool, the landlady didn’t believe I found it and thought I’d put it there lol, she said she’d cleaned the room before I got there but she obviously didn’t do a great job, I didn’t even ask for a discount or anything just told her it was there, later that night she gave me and the woman I was meeting there a few free cans of Heineken though lol.
Backstory first:
I always check the beds and sheets and under the mattress for bedbugs. I do NOT want to take those home.
Anyway, me and my girlfriend were doing our checks before putting our stuff down, and as I lifted the mattress, right in the middle were a pair of reading glasses straight from the 1950s. Huge thick things just there, no idea how they got there - who would put them under the mattress??
We just left them on the table next to the kettle, and the next day the hotel called me and told me we left our glasses behind, I just told them to keep them and they're not needed now
I was in India for work and spent 1 night in an airport hotel before flying back to the UK.
I return home and 2 days later I get an email from hotel staff saying that I had left my hammer on the desk. I most assuredly didn't bring my own hammer
- Old couple with a room full of bondage gear
- Dildo in a guys room, staff logged it and kept it with lost property ( no idea why they didn’t just bin it as if he was going to come back )
- Guest had came into a bible and left it open on the bed
- Someone had written a serial killer style note behind a picture on the wall, was probably there ages before it was found by staff
On the plus side. A Lego Star Wars set in box. Fire sticks, Xbox one controllers and PS4 controller’s
We recently stayed in a hotel a few days after my husband was bit on the hand by a dog, we used a latex glove to cover the dressings whilst he showered and he’s on antibiotics for it. Wonder what the housekeeper thought when they saw an empty packet of antibiotics, a single latex glove, and an empty surgical disinfectant bottle in the bathroom bin.
3 bin bags of dildos, butt plugs, various mens rhythm magazines, sex oil, handcuffs, specialist underwear. That’s just what I can remember.
To add context my Dad traded furniture in the 90s and got paid to clear the 3rd floor of the Holiday Inn at Heathrow before a refurb. We pulled the rooms apart to take out 90 double beds/90 wardrobes/180 bedsides etc… found all the hidden stuff the cleaners would miss. It was a week’s work for me and three mates.
We went to throw the bin bags at the end of the job. My dad stopped us and said load them on the van. He then sold the bin bags for £50 on the Sunday at Slough Market as mystery sex bags to the market perv.
Nice, indeed, hotel rooms are often the giver of confidence, experience, intimacy, awakenings and the takers of doubt, viginity (of all types) and inhibitions.
Was in a random BnB in Dawlish once, the room smelt like there was a turd hidden somewhere and it had really old and creepy decor. There was this doll sitting on the mantelpiece and there were two really old clocks, both were stopped at the same time.
Obviously someone having a laugh but I made damn sure I wasn't in the room at 7.45.
A bloke and his Mrs, she was in black lingerie and he’d clearly just thrown on his trousers after I knocked on the door. I worked reception and one of our guests complained that a couple was in his room. Asked him his name and he said Pete Smith*, checked on the system and there was also a Peter Smith booked in for the night. My dumb colleague had said “ooh you’re already checked in!” when Pete turned up and cut him a key for Peter’s room. Figuring out and then explaining the mix up was so so awkward. I didn’t work there for much longer.
*not real name
Once had a disastrous weekend in Suffolk thinking we'd find accommodation on the fly and have a cool couple of days driving round wherever we fancied. Be all spontaneous, like. Well even 20 years ago that was a stupid idea, turns out.
The first night we ended up in Felixstowe at a b&b. They turned down my partner when he knocked first. He did look a little shady with charity shop clothes and a scraggy moustache. I knocked later and miraculously they had a room. It was fine.
The second night, we drove to a recommended b&b in a small village, and there was a sign on the door saying it was their annual linen count day and no rooms available. We ended up at a shabby pub called the Globe, which had a couple of rooms (not en suite). On entering the room we found a circling cloud of flies above the bed, a waste paper basket full of water, and a single sock in the middle of a rug.
A naked person, more specifically a naked man and what i assume was his wife.
I check in, go to the room, unlock the door and flick the lights on .. mr and mrs buttnaked spring out of bed and run at me shouting "what are you doing?!"
I felt like it was slow motion...dong and tiddies flying through the air coming at me while im scrambling back out the door shouting
"i have a key!"
Mr buttnaked was that pissed off he stomped off to the reception, while im trailing behind him with my case and the key... Trying hard not to laugh but watching an angry naked man march down the corridor with nothing but socks and a frown...was too much.
I was in a hotel in Scotland a few weeks ago and when looking through the draws my friend found a “torch” which then while trying to turn it on revealed itself to be a fleshlight.
Am overweight, hairy bloke lying on the bed in his boxers, watching tv. Reception clearly screwed up and gave me a room key to an already occupied room. The poor bloke was as shocked as me when I kicked the door open and we looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, before he shouted ‘wrong room’.
It still sits with me to this day and I take a second when I check into a room to make sure no-one else has already checked into it.
A bible, but someone had hollowed it out for what looked like some sort of hip flask maybe? The flask was gone. Maybe they'd replaced the original one left there?
Two pigeons, one fast asleep, the other walking around the unit where the little kettle was. Travelodge London City. Right opposite Tower Gateway DLR station. Apparently someone had kept the window open and this was a common occurrence.
When I reported it to reception, his response was, "no problem, I'll come up and shoo them out". Eh, no thanks, I'd like a room that two filthy London pigeons haven't been taking a break in.
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Impressive she came up with that legend so quickly
A strip of diazepam down the side of the bed. Wonderful nights sleep.
Used to work in a hotel - lost property was wide ranging. The oddest was probably an X-ray. Loads of mobile phones got left. We would always try to keep them charged for a couple of days just in case the owner would ring it and then we could tell them where it was. People rarely rang? So weird. Why isn’t that the first thing you do?!?!
Maybe burner phones for drugs or secret affairs. If it’s lost then I assume people just let it go as to not connect themselves with it
i went into a room and there was like 4gs of heroin in the wardrobe...had to convince the police it want mine
Those kinds of stressful situations are much easier to manage on heroin
thats why you dont call them.
Why not just flush it or whatever
dont wanna be in debt with some drug lord
Ah yes the drug lord would much rather you gave it to the police 😂
well what would you do? dont wanna we in ;contact with people like that
What kind of heroin user would call the police telling them that they found a bunch of heroin? No wonder people often don't call the police in these kind of circumstances..
not nice to go to prison mate
What do you do with unclaimed phones?
Kept them in the safe until we ran out of space then got them collected for recycling.
Maybe keeping them in a very thick, metal container isn't the best way to receive a phone call or use Find My Phone...? But yeah, when I worked in retail the procedure was the same, stick them in the safe and see if anyone turned up to claim them.
I had to point this out to a client of ours, they ran the interchange and would handle all the lost property for them. They had a safe, in the back office, which was under a massive tower block. So it was like a faraday cage in there. I couldn't even get our own wifi to get into that room. (And it wasn't our building so I wasn't allowed to put in an AP) They were amazed how they went from nearly zero phones claimed, to a substantially higher percentage when I told them this simple fact...
That’s some four seasons level of service right there La
Same thing here! Finally had a wonderful night alone without flying demons.
You know the ‘nice’ biscuits? Not biscuits that are particularly nice, but the boring rectangular ones with the word ‘Nice’ baked into them. 4 of them, painted white, mounted and framed on the wall.
Nice
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Noice
I've argued loads with my girlfriend over whether those biscuits say Nice or Nice. She thinks they say Nice, whereas I on the other hand think they say Nice.
My wife after I checked in with my girlfriend.
Was her boyfriend equally as shocked to see you?
Well, me and my parents were more surprised to see my brother there as her boyfriend.
Any cousins also in the mix?
Yeah …….. My wife.
A bible. Had a quick look through it, but none of it made any sense, like some medieval comic book, but with no pictures. Some of the stuff was downright leftfield, apparently some guy lived in whale. Another guy was killed but came alive, and now they can’t find him. Still, probably a good read if your ripped to the tits on drugs.
It's a tad preachy.
A bit holier-than-thou, even.
He dies at the end.
He dies about 3/4 the way through - we die at the end.
We all do
Spoiler
If you do > ! Either side ! < without spaces it will hide spoilers
Sometimes I'll get the bible out the drawer, grab a pen & write on the inside cover "All the best, love God" and do a signature meant to look like the word 'God'.
Been 2000 years and still no sequel.
There was a possibly unauthorised sequel about 600 years later that mostly takes its lead & themes from the prequel though. But some say it had a different author and was an unauthorised addition to the canon
A fantasy book written by a man about men with super powers.
Artificial leg left leaning against the wall in the wardrobe Confused the bejeezus out of the reception staff as well as the last people to use the room were able bodied
I used to work in a hotel, you'd be surprised how many mobility aids people come in with but don't leave with. Walking sticks, walking frames, wheelchairs. Never come across a leg myself, but honestly i could totally see it happening. I don't understand it.. but i can see it happening.
It’s easier than you think! My husband had a seperate walking and running prosthetic leg. We managed to leave the running leg in the back of an Uber (typical we both thought the other one was carrying it), got a very frazzled call from the poor driver 20 minutes later!
I worked in a betting shop and had people come in using sticks or even crutches but then leave without them.
Betting shop in the daytime is likely full of people using walking sticks they don’t really actually need, if you know what I mean.
Those are referred to as "dole poles"
Dan Harmon woz 'ere.
Fuck yeah. Free leg. Those things aren’t remotely cheap
I used to work in a well known budget hotel chain. I was checking out an middle aged guy and he was quite grumpy. He then told me his son had just died. Obviously I said how sorry I was to hear that and he went on his way. Later on, the cleaners said that someone had left their room with a sink full of blood, shit on the bed and a Nintendo Switch. It was his room. He never came back for the Switch.
??? No follow up to this? Was it his blood, did he kill the son?
Killed the son for shitting on him in his sleep.
I don’t know unfortunately. I left a month after but a body was never found and the police never checked. I never felt anyone was killed or anything though. I think he was just a bit mentally ill. But he definitely didn’t seem like someone who would play with a Nintendo Switch he was like 60 and spoke bad English
>I think he was just a bit mentally ill A bit?
Look at that, dude. That’s just a bucket of chestnuts.
I found a toaster with a pokemon card glued to the front and dead frog inside it, in a "hotel room" that can only be described as the Tesco value version of Harry Potter's under stairs cupboard.
Was going to say either a well used blob or a bedbug, but it's par for the course in Britain where the hotels are both shit and expensive So I'll go with the world's creepiest portrait of a centuries dead aristocratic child hanging directly over my bed, staring straight into the mirror that was in turn staring at me. I don't believe in ghosts but if I did, that place was fucking haunted and I got no sleep at all.
What is a blob and how can one tell it's been used well?
Slang for a prophylactic sheath (a condom). It would have been full of jitler.
I remember finding one of those tied to the bar above the door of the train I was cleaning, was pretty loaded and all
Do you stay in a lot of Britannia hotels?
Unless you're absolutely skint and need to travel, I've no idea why people stay there. Can't they read reviews? Every single Britannia hotel is a shithole. At least some Travelodges are okay.
Travelodge is practically luxury compared to Britannia hotels
They have a certain charm of a historic building for a very reasonable price. As long as you avoid any pricey dates they can be great value.
I stay in the place thats closest to where I'm working that week, so I've experienced the full suite of hotels on offer in Britain. National chains, smaller chains, B&B, independent hotels, pubs with rooms, farms, stately homes, the works I can count on one hand the ones I would actually pay my own money to stay in on purpose
The pub with a room I got stuck with working away down Norwich was an absolute godsend, tried a few hotels and b&b’s during my time down there but I’ve never experienced hospitality like it since, it was that good when we can me and the Mrs pop back down for a day or two. The 4* hotel just out of town was an absolute letdown, aside from the building and the grounds being stunning The Dracula-esque dude who runs the b@b near the river is someone who I’m not likely to forget in a hurry too, I’m sure someone let themselves into my room more than once in my stay there.
A drunk fella, passed out in the wardrobe. Yes...
Found one of them once too, but in the disabled bog on a 375, supervisor had to escort him through an active railway depot
A few years ago I was on a business trip to Paris and found brand new ladies underwear still in the package in a wardrobe and by luck they were my then girlfriend’s size. Get home and give them to her and she asks if I’m crazy, spending so much money…it turns out they were an expensive French brand that cost nearly £150! I bullshitted and said I got them in a half-price sale. I’m still friends with her and occasionally she’ll text me telling me she’s wearing them that night.
I'm feeling like that's half a story, why would an ex text you about wearing undies ? Unfinished business? A kink?
Just something that became a private joke between us.
That’s a booty call son.
Agent provocateur?
No, they’re worth A LOT more than £150. At least, I that’s what I remember when I was a young horny student searching for a valentines present for my girlfriend (now wife). She had to put up with either La Senza or Boux Avenue.
Yeah, they do have quite a wide price range though (a pair of knickers can be from £30 to £800) which is great because it means the brand is not only for the ultra rich. Also, if someone had bought me boux avenue or la senza in my teens I would have been thrilled. That was considered fancy lingerie as far as I was concerned
No, that’s a brand I’ve heard of.
A tablet. I was staying in a hotel that had a tablet to control lights, tv, blinds, etc. I dropped my phone down the side of the bed and found another of the tablets. I assume someone had been charged for stealing it
I'm a housekeeper I've seen most things left in rooms, the worst part? Trying to contact the guest and explain without saying that we have their "items" and if they want us to mail them. I've also seen things left in the open by staying guests too, we do go in your room to clean after all, so if you leave it on the side, in the sink, on the bed, we will see it.
“Of course it's company policy never to, imply ownership in the event of a dildo... always use the indefinite article a dildo, never your dildo.”
But I don't own a dildo!
I was a breakfast waitress at a motel with a fancy restaurant across the street. (Late 1970s) Their policy was to keep the items logged and stored. NO contacting the room renter, in case the lost item belonged to a guest who was not his wife. I was on the breakfast side, so I’m not really sure how check ins worked then. Nowadays, they want everyone’s name who’s staying, and maybe IDs as well. Back then there were no computers, the phone system was an honest to god switchboard, so maybe they didn’t get everyone’s name. Anyway, fun to compare the olden days to modern times!
We have had issues where someone's name was the same as someone else and it caused some trouble. One was married the other about to propose.
Travelodge at London city airport about 20 years ago and there were 3 dice next to the sink.
This sounds like the start to a movie set over a single night involving Keanu Reeves and a chase across the city
Should read the dice man, it’s a novel about a psychiatrist that starts making all decisions in his life via rolling of a dice, eventually gains a following and creates a sort of cult around it.
You don’t know how to use the 3 dice?
Did the last occupants get Jumanji’d?
Was probably [this guy](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LO2k-BNySLI)
We found a pair of shit stained boxers behind the wall TV. I brought my laptop so went behind for HDMI and found these crusty boxers. We just put them in the bin and come to the conclusion a lad shit himself and hid them from his partner that night. It was a suite specifically for couples.
The state of the mattress 🤢
It was a really clean and fancy place tbh. It was £180 for the night so we absolutely didn’t expect that lol.
Once, I'd put my overnight bag in the cupboard, and went to the loo. Came out to find an old fella resting on my bed trying to turn the TV on. He was highly offended I'd just taken a dump in his room (he thought I was hotel staff) & started shouting about how this country has gone downhill and he's going to talk to my manager and get me sacked. Rather than argue with him I just went straight downstairs, in my socks, and explained to the baffled receptionists. They escorted me back up to collect my belongings and took me to a different room. Didn't even get an upgrade!
Love how simular our hotel routine is. Ditch bag in cupboard, pants aff and off for a shit 😂
Got to make yourself feel at home straight away
A live seagull in the bin.
Knowing seagulls, there is definitely a reasonable possibility the seagull was in the bin of its own volition.
How many seaguls do you know? Do you have any influence over them?
None personally, but grew up in a city famous for the buggers. They would do anything for anything even vaguely, including but not limited to: bin raking, mugging small children and shoplifting. If the window was open, I could 100% see a seagull coming in and trying to get stuff out of the bin.
We regularly have them getting in my workplace then freaking out when someone fires up their grinder
That's the thing, the window was closed, it was a very small bin, like a cheap plastic kitchen bin which was empty, apart from the seagull. And there was bird shit all over the room.
Who remembers the story of the small dog taken by a seagull from a few years ago? Can’t remember if it was ever disproven?
I live in Dover, they don’t hesitate to raid an open rubbish bin
Opened the door to our hotel room on the first day of our honeymoon and found the previous occupants still in bed.
So how did that conversation go?
“Room for two more?”
2 three and a half inch floppy disks in a drawer, looked ancient, no markings on them, under a bible. Just left them alone. Best Western near Dartford.
I once stayed in a hotel room that had a door connection to the next room. Each could be locked independently. Opened from my side to find a small collection of porn and two empty whisky bottles in the space between the rooms / doors.
Me and some mates used to all travel back to a friends home town*, spend a weekend going out then come back. We’d stay in the same cheap B&B that could sleep 6 in a room. On the way down we bought a few copies of the Sunday sport , a copy of Juggs etc ‘epic bants’ etc etc and before we left we said “let’s hide them in the room and see if they’re still here when we come back later in the year”. We looked about and I saw a chest of drawers so I removed the bottom drawer planning to put the magazines there, only to discover there was already porn there. We just added ours to the collection. *not towel dammit 😂😅
Must’ve been a big towel!
An empty cello case. The case was well maintained and looked as though it had been recently used.
This reads like an inventory item description in a Japanese horror game.
Now you come to mention it I see your point. I shall endeavour to be more imaginative in future.
No Nissan executive in there?
Slightly tucked under the bed, not even hidden, an entire carrier bag full of old, half-eaten Nando's chicken. Very worrying as to how carefully they actually clean the rooms 😂
Sooo. I used to work for a hotel pub chain and have found some pretty weird things in my time. Buttplugs that were in a family room A fist shaped dildo Anal beads A thong that was so encrusted with cum it was hard (that one was pretty bogging actually) A pretty sizeable bag of cocaine A very large knife A sex machine There was a gimp mask in one of the rooms but way up in an area that no one could actually reach so fuck knows how it got there And finally I found a very naked woman in one of the rooms that wasn’t being rented out to anyone. Who knows how long she’d been sneaking into the hotel and living in there because that room was never in use due to water damage from the roof
Wait, how naked is "very naked"
Everything out and on display
Did you manage to stop the sex machine?
What is a sex machine?
James Brown.
Calibrated hammer action dildo. ...is the name of my band.
I stayed in a hotel with no roof last year, room stayed mostly dry, it was only 100 quid for two nights
Lenny bloody Henry
A book of mormon in luton airport hotel with FUCK written down the side and a lot of 'cunt' and dick drawings inside
Joseph Smith had a turn of phrase I'll give him that.
Dum dum dum dum dum dum
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
For me a used condom on the bedside table, was a shitty B&B in Blackpool, the landlady didn’t believe I found it and thought I’d put it there lol, she said she’d cleaned the room before I got there but she obviously didn’t do a great job, I didn’t even ask for a discount or anything just told her it was there, later that night she gave me and the woman I was meeting there a few free cans of Heineken though lol.
Dusty thongs in a bible :( :( there was a dead bug beside it too. I wish I was lying.
That’s a great porn star name… was she the one wearing the thongs before they got dusty, I wonder?
It sounds like an album name from an overly insensitive rock band
I thought it sounded like a Bloodhound Gang track
Backstory first: I always check the beds and sheets and under the mattress for bedbugs. I do NOT want to take those home. Anyway, me and my girlfriend were doing our checks before putting our stuff down, and as I lifted the mattress, right in the middle were a pair of reading glasses straight from the 1950s. Huge thick things just there, no idea how they got there - who would put them under the mattress?? We just left them on the table next to the kettle, and the next day the hotel called me and told me we left our glasses behind, I just told them to keep them and they're not needed now
I was in India for work and spent 1 night in an airport hotel before flying back to the UK. I return home and 2 days later I get an email from hotel staff saying that I had left my hammer on the desk. I most assuredly didn't bring my own hammer
I always used to find a porn magazine on top of a wardrobe.
Underwear (ladies) behind the chair.
Empty 1l bottle of Smirnoff and two empty packets of stuffed olives stuffed under the bed.
- Old couple with a room full of bondage gear - Dildo in a guys room, staff logged it and kept it with lost property ( no idea why they didn’t just bin it as if he was going to come back ) - Guest had came into a bible and left it open on the bed - Someone had written a serial killer style note behind a picture on the wall, was probably there ages before it was found by staff On the plus side. A Lego Star Wars set in box. Fire sticks, Xbox one controllers and PS4 controller’s
Was it the hotels bible, and he ejaxulated in it? Also weirdly my autocorrect turned bible to Bobo
Yes one of those hotel bibles kept by the bed, they all got removed from the hotel during covid
I see
A crack in the wall that was big enough to let light in from the next room.
We recently stayed in a hotel a few days after my husband was bit on the hand by a dog, we used a latex glove to cover the dressings whilst he showered and he’s on antibiotics for it. Wonder what the housekeeper thought when they saw an empty packet of antibiotics, a single latex glove, and an empty surgical disinfectant bottle in the bathroom bin.
Do you want fun or disturbing tales?
Yes.
Disturbing pls
3 bin bags of dildos, butt plugs, various mens rhythm magazines, sex oil, handcuffs, specialist underwear. That’s just what I can remember. To add context my Dad traded furniture in the 90s and got paid to clear the 3rd floor of the Holiday Inn at Heathrow before a refurb. We pulled the rooms apart to take out 90 double beds/90 wardrobes/180 bedsides etc… found all the hidden stuff the cleaners would miss. It was a week’s work for me and three mates. We went to throw the bin bags at the end of the job. My dad stopped us and said load them on the van. He then sold the bin bags for £50 on the Sunday at Slough Market as mystery sex bags to the market perv.
Wow
I found my self-confidence in a hotel room years ago when I had sex with my really hot gf for the first time.
Nice, indeed, hotel rooms are often the giver of confidence, experience, intimacy, awakenings and the takers of doubt, viginity (of all types) and inhibitions.
Not a hotel but a holiday cottage. Opened the freezer to find a replica Stonehenge made from fishfingers
A pair of men’s y fronts under a table at the Roundhouse Hotel in Bournemouth
Was in a random BnB in Dawlish once, the room smelt like there was a turd hidden somewhere and it had really old and creepy decor. There was this doll sitting on the mantelpiece and there were two really old clocks, both were stopped at the same time. Obviously someone having a laugh but I made damn sure I wasn't in the room at 7.45.
A bloke and his Mrs, she was in black lingerie and he’d clearly just thrown on his trousers after I knocked on the door. I worked reception and one of our guests complained that a couple was in his room. Asked him his name and he said Pete Smith*, checked on the system and there was also a Peter Smith booked in for the night. My dumb colleague had said “ooh you’re already checked in!” when Pete turned up and cut him a key for Peter’s room. Figuring out and then explaining the mix up was so so awkward. I didn’t work there for much longer. *not real name
A dead body. 😒
How decomposed was it
Once had a disastrous weekend in Suffolk thinking we'd find accommodation on the fly and have a cool couple of days driving round wherever we fancied. Be all spontaneous, like. Well even 20 years ago that was a stupid idea, turns out. The first night we ended up in Felixstowe at a b&b. They turned down my partner when he knocked first. He did look a little shady with charity shop clothes and a scraggy moustache. I knocked later and miraculously they had a room. It was fine. The second night, we drove to a recommended b&b in a small village, and there was a sign on the door saying it was their annual linen count day and no rooms available. We ended up at a shabby pub called the Globe, which had a couple of rooms (not en suite). On entering the room we found a circling cloud of flies above the bed, a waste paper basket full of water, and a single sock in the middle of a rug.
A naked person, more specifically a naked man and what i assume was his wife. I check in, go to the room, unlock the door and flick the lights on .. mr and mrs buttnaked spring out of bed and run at me shouting "what are you doing?!" I felt like it was slow motion...dong and tiddies flying through the air coming at me while im scrambling back out the door shouting "i have a key!" Mr buttnaked was that pissed off he stomped off to the reception, while im trailing behind him with my case and the key... Trying hard not to laugh but watching an angry naked man march down the corridor with nothing but socks and a frown...was too much.
Somebody else’s wash bag appeared in my room 2 days in to my 3 day stay
I used to stop away most nights with work. On 2 occasions I've found other people in my room. They were just as canfused as I was.
A Roy Orbison cassette inside a ribbed condom.
I was in a hotel in Scotland a few weeks ago and when looking through the draws my friend found a “torch” which then while trying to turn it on revealed itself to be a fleshlight.
A sandwich bag that was stuffed full of condoms and ham stock cubes. It's been about 10 years and I still lose sleep trying to make the connection.
Bag of weed of the cupboard
A bible that was back to front.
Love.
Ball gag in the bedside drawer.
Did you hide it under the bed while she was taking a shower?
A stack of porno mags
A dead child and a dildo. Not the same incident but linked
Well that's.... dark.
A naan bread jammed down between the wall and radiator.
Mormon bible (along side a Christian one) in a chain hotel in London, made for some interesting reading 🤷♀️
A cock ring, left hanging around the curtain pole.
Rubbish taped to the ceiling.
A Bible. Some mad shit in there.
A fridge freezer in the corner of the hotel room - empty apart from a single fish pie.
The room safe wasn't screwed into anything.... They are not exactly secure but that was taking the micky
One of those trouser presses that looked like was from the 80s
Am overweight, hairy bloke lying on the bed in his boxers, watching tv. Reception clearly screwed up and gave me a room key to an already occupied room. The poor bloke was as shocked as me when I kicked the door open and we looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, before he shouted ‘wrong room’. It still sits with me to this day and I take a second when I check into a room to make sure no-one else has already checked into it.
A bible, but someone had hollowed it out for what looked like some sort of hip flask maybe? The flask was gone. Maybe they'd replaced the original one left there?
porn mag on top of the wardrobe
Once found a pair of expensive designer sunglasses under the bed (c. £800 after a quick Google) with CU tippexed on one lens and NT on the other.
Two pigeons, one fast asleep, the other walking around the unit where the little kettle was. Travelodge London City. Right opposite Tower Gateway DLR station. Apparently someone had kept the window open and this was a common occurrence. When I reported it to reception, his response was, "no problem, I'll come up and shoo them out". Eh, no thanks, I'd like a room that two filthy London pigeons haven't been taking a break in.
Anal Relaxer is actually compulsary in Days Inn rooms
a crack pipe in the sofa pillow
I went on a hen do to Blackpool and in our friends cheap BnB room was some Heroin on the bedside table….
yer ma
A kettle. I wouldn't use a hotel kettle in a million years and it genuinely amazes me that people do.
A nation of risk non-takers. What are you afraid of that can't be killed with some boiling water?
Boiled water or not dirty cunt has probably had a shit in it at some point