Confessions of a Hotel Snob

Back in the early 2000’s I was down in Macon, GA riding with a wholesaler. 

We put in a full day of five solid appointments, then a dinner and it was time to find the hotel for the night.

And that’s where it got ugly.

My experience via these six signs confirmed, yet again, that I am a bona fide hotel snob:
 
1. The registration WINDOW was just off of the parking lot
2. The doors to the rooms all faced outward toward the same parking lot
3. The front desk clerk had an economy of teeth
4. The room was prepaid before the key was released to the guest
5. The pillows on the bed were more roundish – and made of foam
6. The bed squeaked at the slightest move 
 
I could go on – but you should read this instead: 7 Ways Wholesalers Can Survive A Manager Ride-Along Visit

This post was originally published in the Wholesaler Masterminds Sunday Night Email.

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