Oi, the Grove was exactly the opposite to me. At the time I worked for Residence Inn. They're an excellent hotel for the incoming corporate travelers, or anyone really, that happens to be staying for extended stays. They have all the convenience of an upscale hotel, but with the benefits of an apartment (like the full kitchen). Business people and other travelers love stuff like that.
That is exactly why the Grove hates them. So, what did my bosses do? When they had employee appreciation day or something (I don't remember now) they gave away certificates for one night stay and a complimentary breakfast at the restaurant there. The worst service ever. I'll skip the registration part. The room has got to have been a storage closet some time in it's recent past. They had orange walls, pink duvet cover, and a green shag carpet.
It's the room they reserve for people they hate.
Nickelback, squee!!!
Ditto.
I told my neighbor...
I warned my hubby would become an anecdote. I figured by some time next month we'll see the band members of Jay Leno talking about the cab driver from Idaho who didn't have a clue who they were. (...and of course I'm pulling the VCR out of the dust bin so I can memorialize the moment.)
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Date: 2006-08-17 10:32 pm (UTC)That is exactly why the Grove hates them. So, what did my bosses do? When they had employee appreciation day or something (I don't remember now) they gave away certificates for one night stay and a complimentary breakfast at the restaurant there. The worst service ever. I'll skip the registration part. The room has got to have been a storage closet some time in it's recent past. They had orange walls, pink duvet cover, and a green shag carpet.
It's the room they reserve for people they hate.
Nickelback, squee!!!
Ditto.
I told my neighbor...
I warned my hubby would become an anecdote. I figured by some time next month we'll see the band members of Jay Leno talking about the cab driver from Idaho who didn't have a clue who they were. (...and of course I'm pulling the VCR out of the dust bin so I can memorialize the moment.)