In the old days, they said an upset customer would on average tell seven others to avoid an establishment. With the advent of the internets, I can do better than seven.
STAY AWAY FROM THE CONTINENTAL HOSTEL ON 95th STREET, MANHATTAN.
I returned tonight to find a note calling me to the front desk. It seems the manager, who had gone home, had left instructions that I was to pay for 5 extra nights or be kicked out. He claims I slept in the wrong bed last night. I didn't pay & will see him in the morning.
On a lighter note, I saw a Broadway play tonight called Prelude To A Kiss, with the pilot from Firefly the father from Frasier in it. On a slightly related note, if one more American calls me Mr. Frasier I may just scream. If it's that hostel manager it's a certainty.