Ok so my airbnb guest, black guy originally from Zimbabwe is MIA. He should be checking out today. This never happened to me before so I wonder what I should do if he really won't come back today. Now I wil just wait some more let's say till noon.
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Ok so my airbnb guest, black guy originally from Zimbabwe is MIA. He should be checking out today. This never happened to me before so I wonder what I should do if he really won't come back today. Now I wil just wait some more let's say till noon.
Airbnb guests who are talking out loud in the middle of the night and using fucking HAIRDRYER at 1:30am, should be ban forever from airbnb. I was so angry that I couldn't fall asleep even after taking sleeping pill. I'm exhausted and resentful now 🙄 thank God no guests for enture weeekend now..
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Saturday, noon. Do you want to hear the ending of the Ryszard story? no you don’t. but you will. So in the middle of the night (at least that’s what i assumed because it was dark) i heard someone getting into my flat, then to the guest room, and bathroom. Some time passed, but i needed to pee and i know i won’t be able to fall asleep until i go. But the light in the bathroom was still on, but it was absolutely silent. So I get suspicious. I tried the door knob, but it was locked. So I started to knock (already quite scared). And then I heard these weird groans, there was no words, just some “ooouuu” and “mmmmm”, and “aaaauuu” etc., generally like someone half-conscious would wail in pain. so i freaked. till now I thought that probably guy got drunk and fell asleep on the floor (which would be bad enough). but now my vivid imagination served me all kinds of pictures: he getting epilepsy, or concussion, or whatever. i was alone and totally scared. thinking quickly what should i do. I realized it’s already 5:00 in the morning (but still dark). so i left my flat (because i couldn’t listen to those moanings) and I called for an ambulance. I was sitting on the staircase, shaking, and waiting for about 15-20 minutes. long story short - three paramedics came, get to the bathroom. turned out guy was just completely drunk, but nothing worse. they got him up somehow and i guess seeing three strange men in red uniforms made him more conscious. of course paramedics were angry at me, and i couldn’t easily explain that i’m a host, i don’t know this guy actually, and that it is terrible for tiny woman to deal with drunk strange guy alone in a flat. but i was thankful because the helped me (though they probably thought it was a waste of time). Anyway guy was up but apparently he had no idea what is going on. But somehow he guessed that he has to leave. so in about 15 minutes he packed his stuff and left. of course i tried to go back to sleep but i was too much disturbed.
Probably soon this story is going to be funny (especialy the fact that he somehow managed to left his glasses stuck between a toilet seat and cover - I found them there) but at that time it was all terrible.