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This story has more & bigger gaping holes in it than Sheldon's video collection.
2 guys who look to be about 20 come into the hotel right around the time all the bars close down. Guy 2 is clearly drunk off his ass, and has a cell phone glued to his ear, removed intermittently only long enough to make another call. Guy 1 is coherent, doesn't seem drunk, but his huge pupils, fast, jerky movements and rapid-fire uncomfortably-loud way of talking convinces me he's spent a good portion of the evening (re)discovering just what cocaine smells like.
Guy 1 tells me they need a room.
"No problem" I reply, "I just need photo ID and a credit card"
Problem.
It seems guy 2 has no photo id, and neither of them has a credit card. Furthermore, Guy 1 tells me he left his wallet, with his ID and bank card in the back of a friends car, who ditched them earlier. Guy 2's phone calls seem to bear this story out.
I recognize these guys, I know they have stayed here before, but I don't recall any specifics. I'm willing to look the other way on the ID issue, and this hotel will accept a cash or debit deposit in lieu of a cc, though i wish it were otherwise.
Problem.
Guy 2 doesn't have enough money on his bank card to cover the cost of either the room or the deposit, let alone both. Guy 1 pleads with me, tells me a sob story, one which is not uncommon around here; that they're from Vancouver, and missed the last ferry back, and now are stranded. He goes on to explain they both have to be at work by 7am. Again, Guy 2's phone conversations seem to verify this detail. Note, it's been less than 5 minutes, and he's on at least his 10th call, at 2am on a Wednesday.
Problem, but not mine: The first ferry back to the mainland doesn't leave until 7. Even if they make it, neither one would get to work before at least 9:30am.
"C'mon," Guy 1 pleads, "Call the manager, she knows us, she'll tell you it's ok."
Problem. The manager would certain not appreciate being called at 2am on a weeknight to be asked if it's ok to check in 2 random assholes with no id and no form of payment, especially not for ones who refer to Kurt as a woman.
Guy 1 continues pleading: "All the other hotels around here are closed."
Problem. Confusing problem. Every hotel around here staffs the front desk 24/7. They all have a night auditor working right now, I know most of them personally.
He begs me; "Let us get a few hours sleep. My friend will drop off my wallet before 7am, and I'll pay you then."
I tell him there's absolutely nothing I can do for them unless they can come up with enough money to cover the room & damage deposit.
After some more arguing and pleading, they step outside the lobby. Guy 2 ramps up his frantic calling, looking for someone he knows who can either lend them money or give them a place to crash, while Guy 1 starts asking drunken pedestrians if they have a credit card they'll let him use. (Seriously)
Both are very, very loud.
I'm considering calling the cops, when a cop car pulls in and parks right alongside them. I'm wondering if a guest called the police instead of the front desk with a noise complaint, but no, it seems the cops were already specifically looking for these guys. The first officer gets out and addresses them both by first name. It seems he knows them.
I listen attentively with mild curiosity and satisfaction, and a number of interesting facts come to light:
Turns out they're both 18, and neither is from Vancouver. Guy 1 lives with his parents, about 3 blocks from the hotel, doesn't want to go home because he was out partying, and also gave himself a huge, terribly done tattoo on his leg while under the influence. He describes it as a bad-ass skull, and pulls up his pant leg to show off. It looks to me like a skeleton drawn by a 3rd grader. Poorly.
Turns out they actually do have to be at work at 7am, but at a nearby restaurant, not somewhere in Vancouver.
At this point, the officer politely asks Guy 2 if he would stop making calls and give him his full attention. Guy 2 puts away his cell phone.... for almost 15 seconds. He pulls it out again and starts texting while the officer is trying to talk to him. Officer takes his phone away. Guy 2 goes nuts! Starts screaming and shouting threats and insults to the police. On go the handcuffs, into the car Guy 2 goes.
Turns out if you are trying to NOT be arrested, no matter what the situation is, verbally attacking a police officer while threating physical violence will NOT make your situation better. Turns out this is an important lesson many people fail to learn.
Turns out guy 1 really did leave his wallet in someones car, but they probably aren't friends anymore as earlier in the evening she had police escort them off her property when they got out of hand at a party she was throwing. It seems after being given a stern warning by police, guy 1 went back to scream some very specific physical threats in front of 20 or 30 witnesses, several of whom called the police. He gets cuffed too.
Turns out, this is not the first time he's been arrested for assault.
Turns out the first line of this post is probably not true.
2 guys who look to be about 20 come into the hotel right around the time all the bars close down. Guy 2 is clearly drunk off his ass, and has a cell phone glued to his ear, removed intermittently only long enough to make another call. Guy 1 is coherent, doesn't seem drunk, but his huge pupils, fast, jerky movements and rapid-fire uncomfortably-loud way of talking convinces me he's spent a good portion of the evening (re)discovering just what cocaine smells like.
Guy 1 tells me they need a room.
"No problem" I reply, "I just need photo ID and a credit card"
Problem.
It seems guy 2 has no photo id, and neither of them has a credit card. Furthermore, Guy 1 tells me he left his wallet, with his ID and bank card in the back of a friends car, who ditched them earlier. Guy 2's phone calls seem to bear this story out.
I recognize these guys, I know they have stayed here before, but I don't recall any specifics. I'm willing to look the other way on the ID issue, and this hotel will accept a cash or debit deposit in lieu of a cc, though i wish it were otherwise.
Problem.
Guy 2 doesn't have enough money on his bank card to cover the cost of either the room or the deposit, let alone both. Guy 1 pleads with me, tells me a sob story, one which is not uncommon around here; that they're from Vancouver, and missed the last ferry back, and now are stranded. He goes on to explain they both have to be at work by 7am. Again, Guy 2's phone conversations seem to verify this detail. Note, it's been less than 5 minutes, and he's on at least his 10th call, at 2am on a Wednesday.
Problem, but not mine: The first ferry back to the mainland doesn't leave until 7. Even if they make it, neither one would get to work before at least 9:30am.
"C'mon," Guy 1 pleads, "Call the manager, she knows us, she'll tell you it's ok."
Problem. The manager would certain not appreciate being called at 2am on a weeknight to be asked if it's ok to check in 2 random assholes with no id and no form of payment, especially not for ones who refer to Kurt as a woman.
Guy 1 continues pleading: "All the other hotels around here are closed."
Problem. Confusing problem. Every hotel around here staffs the front desk 24/7. They all have a night auditor working right now, I know most of them personally.
He begs me; "Let us get a few hours sleep. My friend will drop off my wallet before 7am, and I'll pay you then."
I tell him there's absolutely nothing I can do for them unless they can come up with enough money to cover the room & damage deposit.
After some more arguing and pleading, they step outside the lobby. Guy 2 ramps up his frantic calling, looking for someone he knows who can either lend them money or give them a place to crash, while Guy 1 starts asking drunken pedestrians if they have a credit card they'll let him use. (Seriously)
Both are very, very loud.
I'm considering calling the cops, when a cop car pulls in and parks right alongside them. I'm wondering if a guest called the police instead of the front desk with a noise complaint, but no, it seems the cops were already specifically looking for these guys. The first officer gets out and addresses them both by first name. It seems he knows them.
I listen attentively with mild curiosity and satisfaction, and a number of interesting facts come to light:
Turns out they're both 18, and neither is from Vancouver. Guy 1 lives with his parents, about 3 blocks from the hotel, doesn't want to go home because he was out partying, and also gave himself a huge, terribly done tattoo on his leg while under the influence. He describes it as a bad-ass skull, and pulls up his pant leg to show off. It looks to me like a skeleton drawn by a 3rd grader. Poorly.
Turns out they actually do have to be at work at 7am, but at a nearby restaurant, not somewhere in Vancouver.
At this point, the officer politely asks Guy 2 if he would stop making calls and give him his full attention. Guy 2 puts away his cell phone.... for almost 15 seconds. He pulls it out again and starts texting while the officer is trying to talk to him. Officer takes his phone away. Guy 2 goes nuts! Starts screaming and shouting threats and insults to the police. On go the handcuffs, into the car Guy 2 goes.
Turns out if you are trying to NOT be arrested, no matter what the situation is, verbally attacking a police officer while threating physical violence will NOT make your situation better. Turns out this is an important lesson many people fail to learn.
Turns out guy 1 really did leave his wallet in someones car, but they probably aren't friends anymore as earlier in the evening she had police escort them off her property when they got out of hand at a party she was throwing. It seems after being given a stern warning by police, guy 1 went back to scream some very specific physical threats in front of 20 or 30 witnesses, several of whom called the police. He gets cuffed too.
Turns out, this is not the first time he's been arrested for assault.
Turns out the first line of this post is probably not true.
I can't even count the levels of fail these two managed to reach!
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