The Night I Was homeless

Help! The Hotel I Booked Online Became a Homeless Shelter and No One Told Me. What Do I Do? — Hasbro When I made it to my room, I had to leave it in…

The Night I Was homeless

Help! The Hotel I Booked Online Became a Homeless Shelter and No One Told Me. What Do I Do? — Hasbro

When I made it to my room, I had to leave it in the middle of the night and it was so nice and quiet.

It’s a small room, so it’s not exactly the “beach theme” I would have preferred, but it was clean and everything was arranged to my liking. When I finally found my way back to my room, however, I found it occupied by one person.

I checked my phone and saw that the time was 11:45pm, so at least they were leaving in the morning. “You don’t want to be on the beach at this hour of the night?”

I went to their room. It was fine, except that the bed wasn’t made and there was no blankets.

I could see the light of a TV. I knocked, but of course I got no answer. I knocked again, and they opened the door. “So you’re homeless?” I asked, trying to make light of it.

They were just going to go to sleep. No one was going to help me with my car.

“I’m trying to find this car,” I said.

“No we’re not,” they said.

I didn’t have time to argue, so I said “Thank you” and left.

The next morning they came to my room.

“We’ll be on it,” they said. “Where is it? Where did you put it?”

I told them, and they left.

That day, I called an Uber and rode all the way to the airport. I didn’t know what to think. I had just called one guy on the phone, and now I was receiving a phone call at the airport!

I finally called a taxi company, and they said there was no such car as the one I had requested.

While I was waiting for the taxi, I Googled my way to The Hotel

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