Eventful week for my Airbnb rooms.
Got our first 3 star review today and it was a weird one. Gentleman arrived to stay one night on a road trip. While here, he Face-timed his wife to show her the place and the neighborhood. I was at work at the time and received a long message from the wife about how shocked her husband was because he walked into the shared kitchen and there was a female guest there in her underwear and I was to immediately address that and let these people know how unacceptable it was to expose oneself like that in a common area.
I’ve got three teen/near-teen sons in my house and my sister lives downstairs. Thinking it was maybe one of the other guests who had committed this wardrobe mishap and that I couldn’t really have such things happening with three boys in the house, I called my son and told him to go downstairs and consult with my sister (who is 54 years old) so they could figure out what happened and kindly approach whoever the offending guest was.
Turns out, the mysterious woman in underwear WAS my sister, only the “underwear” was a long-sleeve burn-out shirt over a tank top over a sports-bra and work-out shorts (she is a personal trainer). I politely explained this to the wife as well as letting her know my sister was changing into clothes her husband might find more appropriate.
My sister was horrified, angry, and embarrassed. The guest did not respond at all to my explanation, but left a 3 star review stating, “Good place to stay on a road trip. Bed is adequate for one person.” No other comments.
Then a different guest in a different room checks out the next day and when we go to clean the room, we find the white-noise maker (those things that play rainforest or thunder, or wave noises–we have one in each room) is gone. Just gone. No where to be found. Every item in the room–the TV, lamp, clock, etc, is unplugged. Random weirdness.
Previous to all this, we have a group of three stay a couple of nights and when we go down to clean the room we find food everywhere, like they had some kind of demented feast. A large portion of the supplies for guest breakfasts is gone from the kitchen (waaay more than one would think 3 people could possibly eat) and there is some sort of white substance in the trash can that has attracted every blessed ant in the Western United States. That’s a lot of ants.
2 hours after these folk left, we start getting somewhat frantic messages saying they forgot something important in the room and were on their way back to get it. They wanted to know if we had finished cleaning the room and if it was “too late.” Well the boys hadn’t finished cleaning the room yet and when I saw that message (being a nurse and a cynic), I tell the boys to search the room and make sure they look under the mattresses. Sure enough, they find containers labelled “Medical Cannibis.” No names on the containers, just stickers labeling them as such. Kind of explains the food situation. I had no idea if they legally had the stuff or not, so I told the boys to put it back where they found it and let the guests come back in and get it when they arrived. Took the poor guests what looked like 10 very frantic minutes of searching before they recalled where they had put it (in the back of a dresser drawer). And yes, even the guest looked under the mattresses. Probably not a good sign.
Here’s to a more normal week next week.