Hello my heroes,
THIS IS INSANELY LONG. I WARN YOU.
Please talk me off a ledge or at least give me guidance on the response to this review. It’s on VRBO and I’m new to VRBO (but I am not really concerned with ratings anymore as i’m in a solid enough position on AIr, but I am so sucker punched by this review and I have an issue just standing down. You just never know certain people. People are strange, different and sometimes bitter animals.
I was helpful to this woman, helped her carry her 'Laundry basket and at least 3 to 4 bags (for 4 days). It was ridiculous but I don’t get too fussed generally and I can be haphazard so whatever. She has a little dog and I always leave treats (telling the owner what it is as they are homemade usually. I have two little ones too so I gave her a couple small coats.
Everything seemed fine. She was visiting her children and grandchildren and seemed to be out visiting them all day, fit and active. She called me once thinking she left her purse here so I checked for it for her. Then the day before she checks out, she is kinda wandering around with her dog in the back and not out with her kids. She has one of the blankets from the bed wrapped around her and You could tell she wanted company and had been drinking. We are pretty tolerant and hey, I love wine too. I get it. So, I just chatted for a minute.
About an hour later, We were going out to pickup a late dinner and she was outside again (still walking around kinda aimlessly in the back yard with the blanket. She was drunker. I still obliged her for a minute, feeling that she probably had an issue with her daughter. She was a little staggery and said in somewhat of an oddly calm voice that her dog was missing. It was so weird. Im a dog lover so instantly I’m on it, asking her where she last saw her (in front by her car). I grabbed a flashlight thinking she would follow me but no?! She just continued to hang out in the back yard. I came back and said “your dog would probably come to you more than me!”
Then I thought of my dogs. Mine wouldn’t go far and if they went anywhere, it was to bed undercovers. So I told her to look there and she seemed to be resistant. It was apparent that this was a little bit of an attention getting bit of crazy. I asked her if I could look and help her in the bedroom. I found the dog under the bed, gnawing on the treat I gave her (bully stick). She was just being drunk and dramatic and then got crazier. She half yelled/said “why would you give my dog a treat she would go and hide to enjoy?” and of course I immediately thought it was a joke. Nope. I replied " What? I was the one that found your own dog under the bed?’ She sadly sat down on the couch and I only realize now that some of the reason for her weirdness is that she doesn’t know her own dog and/or was scared of it.
Because that has to be the weirdest question i have ever heard.
It was just a bizarre, sad experience that I wanted to end and was grateful she would be leaving the next day.
I THEN FOOLISHLY ASKED A QUESTION.
“Do you need anything while we are out?” …Thinking a quick convenience store stop.
praying she will say no. She said to get for her what we were getting.
Well, we put in our order over an hour and a half ago. It’s a busy place and they don’t add on orders after the time. Yes, I regret that question now. I tried to explain it to her. She wasn’t getting it. I told her I would try and get her a samosa or something ready. She became a little off/ a little dramatic about the fact that she didn’t want to share and that she “wanted her own” and said she would e transfer me whatever it was.
Hubs is urging for us to get going. My mind is exploding and I feel sad for this woman but so freaking irritated. I have so many I SHOULD HAVE’s on playback, I tell you.
So, Hubs calls restaurant on way. They can’t do. So, there is another Indian place on the way home from this one. Yes, I stopped and got her a butter chicken from an entirely different restaurant. We get back and I knock on the door repeatedly.
She is PASSED OUT.
I text her that she should come up and get it. or take it for the morning.
She texts me the next morning at 630 to tell me that she would love it for lunch and she is on her way. I don’t get up untl 10 so…good riddance and all that.
She left all her garbage piled up and her box of wine behind but the place was still clean. I don’t mind that.
But I am on the fence about the response to the review. I REALLY REALLY WANT to decimate her . She gave us a 2 star. TWO STARS.
SHE SAID: somewhat disappointed
The property/owner was friendly and helpful! There were a few things that made the stay challenging. The microwave is on top of the fridge, way above my head! The driveway is very difficult to get past vehicles carrying luggage/groceries in and out! The bed was comfortable and the place was clean!
WHAAAAAT?
Yay to stating all of the issues, albeit likely to cause embarrassment or be the bigger person and let it roll off. But to be such a self-pitying, entitled asshole just blows my mind. I would think the more embarrassment you cause yourself or the more help you receive, you treat someone accordingly. Can’t stand humanity at times like this.
Hubs is water off a ducks back…says to do the same.
I can’t help it.
Please help me craft my response or tell me to give my head a shake and not fuss with messy people.
