So Im gonna FF through driving to Plano through what felt like tribulation Tuesday night. After I dodge tornadoes and 60 mph flying debris I arrive at this decent looking hotel to meet a NOT so hot he/she (I really don't know the gender of this person) night clerk who tells me he/she has canceled my reservation because it was a "new day."
It was 1 am. He/she told me that I would have to pay full price for my room and call priceline about my reservation because he/she had tagged me as a "no-show." Now, I don't need to express my frustration at this point. Though, I did not show it. I was nice and I asked this person to please check and see if he/she could reinstate my reservation because I was stuck in severe weather. I was there now, I had already paid. I would like to please go in a room and go to sleep. I was not gonna pay full price/again for a room. He/she reluctantly typed a few keys on the computer and stated "luckily" he/she was able to get me back in.
This person had a problem with me from the very beginning. I don't know why. I have never seen this dude/lady ever in life. I think its because I have a REAL vagina. WHATEVER. 30 minutes later I was sound asleep.
Plano was UNEVENTFUL for me. I saw 2 PEOPLE!!! 2 PEOPLE!!! Then I had to go do some stuff and took off.
At 10 PM I was bored so I answered a ISO for a girl in the area. Screened the guy. Told him where I was waited...He text told me he was there and I gave him the room number....By now its about 11 pm. He/She is at the desk. Apparently the front doors were locked because he/she had to let him in. While doing so he/she gave him the 3rd degree. "who are you here to see? what room are you going to? are you here to see a man or a woman?" so on...WHY? I have no idea.
So my new friend gets to the room and he is obviously freaked out. He keeps looking at the door like someone is going to kick it open at any moment. So I ask him why he is so nervous? He tells me what happened...I guess through the questioning he told the dude/lady what room he was going to. Im not sure what other questions he answered. But, he was super super paranoid at this point. And rightfully so. This creeper he/she was WIGGIN OUT!
I try to go ahead with the appointment knowing this dummy cant do shit but ask us to leave. My new friend is cool with it and we get started. About 10 minutes into it the phone rings. GUESS WHO IT IS....The creeper he/she ....this dude/lady tells me that he/she is getting noise complaints about my room. I hadn't made a fucking peep out of that room since 6 pm. This guy would barely make a noise he was scared as hell. I know he/she is full of shit and that's what I tell him/her.
He/she tells me that I should ask my guest to leave or he was gonna call the Police. I said go ahead. Now, I didn't tell my new friend he/she said anything about the police. He was already freaked out and no amount of comforting from me was gonna make it any better. I did give this dude my name. Just incase someone asked on his way out. OH- and I sucked him off real quick after I hung up the phone. Then I told him I was gonna leave cause that person at the front desk was acting crazy. He agreed and bolted out the door. I was gonna offer some of his money back. A extra session. Something. But he was out of there so quick I didn't have the opportunity. If he writes a bad review I will deserve it. This was a fucking hot mess.
After he's gone I walk up to the front desk and I ask this person what is going on? Did I not get the memo about visitors after a certain time at night? He/she tells me he had a few noise complaints in a few rooms not just mine. That the police had been called.
Good. I go out and wait for them. When the Dallas Police (I was actually in Dallas tho on the verge) arrive I tell them this crazed he/she was wiggin out because I had a visitor at 11 pm. I told them I was visiting from out of state and that I knew a few guys here and I had invited one over. That this dude/lady gave him the 3rd degree and was acting as if I was a prostitute or something. Last time I checked it wasn't illegal to rent a room and have sex in it. WITH MY REAL VAGINA.
I tell them I'm leaving and I'm writing a horrible review on this place cause their fucking customer service sucks. They laugh and tell me that a few hotels in the area had been robbed so the person was probably overreacting. Everything was cool. I could even stay If I wanted. HELL NO. I was out of there. The police leave. I pack my shit and I'm on my way. Nothing like this has EVER happened to me in 6 years.
(If you are a regular transgender individual I did not mean to offend you. But this dude/lady was a ASSHOLE. Screw him/her)
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