Creep Tumor

Electric Chair Guy

So a seemingly old man, who I later find out was in his 40s, walks in to the lobby, asks for a room for the night. Yet again the motel was nearly full, and I was forced to give him 109, the best room. A few hours later, my manager walks in and reprimands me for giving someone 109 for the night. He sees the guy walk by and asks him if he would like to move upstairs. He agrees.

A few minutes later, I get a call from him, complaining the room smelled like smoke. I moved him to another room. Now I had to check the room, making sure nothing was dirty or I’d have to get a maid to clean the room and I’d be short one more. It was dirty.

A few hours later, he complains about the TV not working and I was getting annoyed. I go up there and verify that it wasn’t. I moved him to another room. The same room that he was complaining about before. Apparently, it was fine now.

A few minutes later, I get a call from him. He was complaining that he was getting electrocuted by the chair and floor. The wooden chair. The carpet. Really? Whatever, I sent my manager up there along with the maintenance guy. They returned after a few minutes saying it is nothing. The maintenance dude looks at me and says, “that dude is crazy.” Wonderful.

I go to the vending machine and he corners me. He starts talking about how he can feel electrical currents, like from the vending machine, and assures me he’s not crazy. Right. Of course.

This takes like ten minutes. A few hours later, he finds me at the front desk and starts talking to me about his life story. I was getting tired of this. I told him I had other things to do. He left. Finally.

The next morning, his mom comes in and pays for him to stay for another night. Seriously?

The next morning, on my shift, my manager was with me and I notice on the security cameras that a naked man was running down the hall on the second floor. My manager ran upstairs and forced him into his room. His name is now on the banned list.

He was supposed to check out at 11:30am. He kept telling us he was leaving and eventually we were going to call the cops. Then two people showed up asking to see him. We told him they were here and he told us to let them up. On the security cameras we noticed some arguing.

My manager stopped them as the two were leaving and asked them who they were and how to get him to leave. We were under the impression they were from the government but they wouldn’t confirm it or if they were family or not. We asked them to somehow get him to leave or we had to call the cops. They agreed.

After some more arguments, he finally left with them.

About time…