Just venting. I will pen a more eloquent update on the inlaws soon…
Long story short…I just received a booking for November that I couldn’t turn down. My inlaws have been staying in our Airbnb suite and are expected to until the end of the month.
The new booking is Nov 1.
NO, for some reason they aren’t leaving until the 2nd or 3rd. Unbeknownst to me.
Problem solving hat on.
I will rent them a comparably priced air suite in the area. The suite has to have particular amenities and be completely mobility accessible.
Yes, I can.do.that.
After a big long fight with my partner, searching and making various Air hosts to see if they can accommodate, I found the perfect place…12 mins drive and everything they could need.
After whipping out my credit card so fast and slapping the total on there so fast that my head spun (Yes, I paid for it. YES YOU READ THAT RIGHT), a sense of relief takes over as it’s done and dusted as far as I’m concerned.
Ahhhhhh…I will be dealing with a fellow host that feels my pain and it will be like summertime and the livin’ is easy…
NOT SO FAST, says the Universe.
I write to the host confirming that the suite is in back of house and ask if there a lock box or keypad.
In my opinion, this is a simple as pie discourse. I think to myself “well I would have sent my checkin/welcome notice/link to the manual over by now” but stop judging, you jerk! She is taking your inlaws into her house and off your hands!!!
We proceed to engage in the most painful, time-wasting dialogue ever where I ask her a relevant question (remember, I am a host too! I have whinged and commiserated with all of you around guests not reading the listing so there I sit, patting myself on the back with a tiny imaginary hand, all smug-lipped and righteous)…
I then note that the only thing contained in the manual or offering any instruction on check-in whatsoever is “do not turn light off as it’s the motion sensor light in case guest come home late” and then under instructions for check in…"Instructions are visible ".
Hmmmmmm. What the wha???!!
At this point, I have already long since surmised that English is this womans 2nd language. And I am understanding as it can be very difficult to convey basic concepts when writing rather than speaking. Ok, no worries (mutters “I knew a Tagalog course would have been handy! Curses!”).
But I say (to myself…I find myself a great conversationalist)
"Way to go! You’re doing this new host a big favour!(with only 10 reviews and a learning curve exemplified throughout the reviews, I feel an almost religious, grandiose, guru -esque responsibility to this young AIR Jedi.).
Smug smile and condescending hubris back on! “You really are a good person, you know, helping a new host like this…”
"Thanks, I know " I say, in all modesty.
Little hand darts out. Patpat.
What follows is the most painful exchange of information. Think "Who’s on First " but lacking humour or joy.
I ask my relevant questions…I have only 2.
Where on driveway should we park and where do we get self check in (lockbox or keypad code ) instructions?
Ok. See you soon
On the driveway
Suite is at back
Now, understandably, you think…“lay off this newbie. Why are you badgering her enough to illicit 5 separate replies?!! We are embarrassed to think of you as a fellow host” (you all collectively make a tsk tsk sound).
What possible questions could you be asking, for the love of God!!!
I omitted my role in the convo because all I did was ask those initial questions in several alternate ways.
I wanted to reach through the screen and shake her!!!
Rant over. To be continued
Thanks for listening!