This is my 4th season of hosting 2 separate bedroom/private bath suites in my owner occupied home, and it’s been the most challenging season so far. The theme this year from guests seems to be they act like they are staying with close family, rather than a complete stranger.
Several times, guests have helped themselves to food that wasn’t theirs, or have really “over used” food meant for them. One couple went through a six pack of Alagash White (a relatively expensive beer). My husband accused me, LOL!
Another set, every day for 4 days, pocketed the 4 individual JIF peanut butter cups I leave for breakfast. That’s $8 worth of peanut butter! Yes, I know, silly me for providing more every day.
One set found the bottled water stash in the pantry and helped themselves to a couple bottles every day on their way out. They also decided some apple juice might be nice and took bottles of that too.
There were the 2 young Canadian girls who, despite being told repeatedly to not let our two cats into their room, continued to do so. They also FED our cats without asking, or telling us. And then, they complained that a cat peed on their clothes on the floor (from being trapped in the room all night), which meant they had to do laundry, which they also just did, without asking or telling, or anything, which is also an amenity I no longer offer. Said girls also cooked full meals in my kitchen twice, which is not an amenity I offer.
Right after these two checked out, Mr & Mrs Perfection checked in. While one of the cats was in the guest room with the Canadian girls, along with the poor thing having to relieve herself, she also coughed up a hairball, under the bed, which my cleaner didn’t notice. Mr & Mrs Perfection sure as hell noticed, and thought it was poop.
Mr Perfection came down 10 minutes after checking in (I mean 10 minutes after his thorough inspection of the entire space) and asked me for masking tape. He told me there was a cracked tile in the bathroom, which was a BIG liability and SOMEONE could cut their foot! I was horrified, and asked him how that had happened? He looked at me like I was crazy and said it was there when he arrived. I couldn’t figure it out, as I was imagining a huge, noticeable, new crack that had not been there an hour before. Finally, I figured out that he was talking about a half inch long hairline crack on the corner of a tile that’s been there for a decade. Yes, there is a crack, but the edges are flush with each other and it’s tiny. No one is going to cut their foot on it unless they go way out of their way to do so. Here’s a picture:
This year, people can’t park their cars in the right spot, despite explicit and clear instructions. I have things worked out so with 4 cars in the driveway, if people park as I ask them to, everyone can come and go as they please. Except that this year, its suddenly become a problem because people won’t park where they need to and I’m constantly having to ask someone to move their car. As well, twice, guests have shown up with 2 cars, just expecting I will have room for them.
I don’t know, this season has just been different. People acting like they live here. Not isolated incidents of people cooking meals, doing laundry, going through my kitchen and taking food, using anything they find and so on.