This happened this weekend…
I have two apartments in NOLA, which I bounce between, hosting guests for shirt term stays. It’s kind of like having my own bed in breakfast or something. It sounds crazier than it is, or maybe I am just used to my crazy. With that said, I am mostly very professional and on top of things. Not perfect but I am in no means a mess or a drunk (ok sometime I am but shhh not always). Last weekend I hosted a group of very needy girls.
The communication beforehand was over the top, uber annoying requests (a hair dryer, pancake mix, etc) and I just dealt with it, they checked in early without a hitch, they were left a clean apartment, linens, breakfast items, dessert, snacks, a bottle of wine, done deal. I resumed my life. Busy all day Saturday, taking my son to the airport, errands all while getting over a really bad cold (like 102 fever for two days bad). All day running around I didn’t eat, though I did buy a croissant at one point. I think the dog got it. In the afternoon I went to a fundraiser I had to attend, and I had a few cocktails, HORRIBLE decision.
I woke up in my bed, no pants, in my home that was rented out.
Passed out in the bed, with literally no memory, I looked at this stranger and asked here “who she was and why she was in my house”. Standing over me was a very snarky guest that had no sense of humor or understanding that life happens. Rudely reminded me that she had rented my entire place and was demanding why I was there, what I was doing. I finally snapped too and was mortified. Personally I would have been a bit confused as a guest, but I would have found the humor in the mess. I also would not have been an utter bitch because all smart people know; being a cunt gets you nowhere fast.
Seriously I would have been on the floor laughing, probably taken a selfie and blasted the fuck out of this fool on IG. Her, not so much. The guest proceeded to demand that I get the fuck out because again SHE HAD RENTED MY ENTIRE APARTMENT.
I super confused apologized to the VERY rude girl and her calm friends, vaguely explained myself and left to catch a cab to my other apartment.
Sunday morning I apologized profusely and was ignored. Later that day the leader of that group contacted me to demand a refund, chick was rather rude about a solution- threatening me with a bad review or she’ll report me? This is airbnb, nit the mafia sister. I am an independent contractor and she still stayed at the apartment. I am usually very professional and normal with all of this, but I am not perfect as I literally became the pant less broad that got threatened over a drunk incident of being on auto pilot. OOPS.
For a moment I was really worried about what was going to happen, lose money, bad review. I eventually calmed down and contacted the customer service center. Lucky me saucy made a threat and I am off the hook. I still have no idea what happened, I don’t think I drank that much. Based off our exchange Sunday evening I was confident this young lady is going to try and “ruin” me, those were her exact words. I don’t do threats., and lucky for me I came out on top. I also don’t take life that serious because I still think its really terrible, but also really really funny in a I hope that never happens again kind of way.
I learned a valuable lesson, don’t drink on an empty stomach or you will become a pant less broad that gets threatened. My struggles are never dull.