Urine stains, police dogs and 12 year old fixtures
It is odd that the reviews have suddenly fallen off the wagon at this facilty. When researching, I checked this very site and the reviews were glowing. With the issues that I experienced, this cannot have been a sudden decline, or maybe some rooms are much nicer than others? I don't know.
What I do know is that I was disgusted by the bedding - the quilt cover is completely open at the top end - did housekeeping put the quilt on the bed the wrong way around?
Either way, the non-fastened, open quilt cover gave me a nice view of a big yellow stain on the quilt inside (cell picture attached to review). It looks like a dog has urinated onto the quilt, or maybe some extremely sweaty and disgusting persons armpit was on the bare quilt, either scenario is disgusting. I have my doubts that the quilt inside the cover is washed between visitors.
This caused me to notice other things - there was a large stain on the carpet, which also looked like a pet urine spot. There were lots of police and detention center marked vehicles in the parking lot and at least one room had what sounded like a large German Shepherd barking inside at about 7pm.
The kitchen appliances were all dated 1999 (and I assume the tatty furniture would be, too) the microwave door was almost melted through in one very small spot that was apparent when steam from my frozen dinner was clouding the door.
On a positive note (why not!) The staff on the front desk were top notch - the fellow who greeted me on Sunday afternoon was very friendly and personable and the same goes for another fellow [male] that helped me to print the five room cards that I needed that week because they kept on wearing out from the slightest EMF/electrostatic exposure
The TVs were very nice with HD on many of the channels.
I did not eat the on-site food on any night of my stay and the calendar on the refrigerator that doubles as a menu had multiple instances of the same date and counting errors, I think that it could have been typed up by someone afflicted with dyscalculia, so it was impossible to tell which meals I could take a calculated risk on least being poisoned by, so I took the 3-4 mile drive to the supermarket instead (which my garmin insisted was on the wrong side of the 6 lane street).
I actually worked harder in vain! to complete my work sooner, so that I could have left by the Thursday.
I did not complain to the front desk (who doubtlessly could have offered another and potentially urine free room) and I did not complete the corporate parent company/franchise operator corp's comment card to indicate my dissatisfaction. I saved it all for here, the public domain, where capitalism and the discerning consumer can now make an informed decision as to whether to stay here, which is something that a police dog cannot.
Food for thought.