Run to a different hotel
I've never taken the time to write a review of a hotel before, but the Doubletree inspired me with their horrible service and surly employees. I have stayed here several times because my company's New York office is down the street, but many colleagues have told me they'd rather stay at the Waldorf around the corner. From now on, so will I.
I arrived later than usual for my last trip and had the nastiest desk clerk who deliberately pretended she could not hear anything I said. Mid-way through booking me into a room, she disappeared into the back room for five minutes while I stood there and a different clerk helped two other people. Finally, I asked the other clerk what was going on and she seemed surprised. She went in the back to track her down and another few minutes later she came out, got a cookie out of a drawer, shoved it at me and then gave me my room key to the WORST room ever.
No closet - instead there is a cabinet suitable for Hobbit clothing. I am 5'5', and all of my clothing when hung (including pants folded in half) lay a third onto the floor of the cabinet. So much for getting the wrinkles out overnight. The bathroom has no space to put anything - even a toothbrush -- near or on the sink. Worst of all, the doors are not equipped with anything to stop them from being slammed - LOUDLY. And some genius, probably the nasty desk clerk, repeatedly slammed their door down the hall at 3 a.m. until, yes, they woke me up. Then they slammed it again.
Stay away from this hotel - go anywhere else you can - but go.