This happened three weeks ago and I hesitated to post it, because part of conveying why it bothered me so much involves disclosures I'm not overly proud of having to make.
So, getting the disclosures out of the way, I'm a recovering hoarder as is my mother (like alcoholism you never truly are cured), at our worst we were class 4 (the highest is class 5). For those who aren't familiar, hoarding is a variation of OCD, in laymen's terms hoarding is the inability to rationally make decisions regarding the acquisition and disposal of possessions. This is most often caused by a loss in the person's life that they try to fill with possessions. For my mother and I, we missed the warning signs of my father's suicidal tendencies, signs that really should have been obvious, so it became difficult to dispose of anything because we were afraid that we would discover we needed it. Even things that were (now we know) obviously trash, eg what are we going to do with empty milk jugs, I don't know, but if we throw it out we will find out too late what it was useful for (as an example). Even now, I had to have roommates convince me it was Okay to throw away a maintenance log for a car I didn't even own anymore, so like I said, recovering.
So, disclosures over, three weeks ago at the hotel, it was late at night and I had Hoarders playing on the lobby TV (I love that show, it brings a lot of strength to see I'm not alone, just how many of us there are out there).
A guest walks in and sees the show and... well...
SC: Wow, you watch these freak shows?
Me: umm...
SC: If I were that lady's husband I'd have left her long before this.
Me: So... ummm... yeah, was there anything I can help you with?
SC: yeah, what you have open tonight?
Me: We can do one king or two queens non-smoking for $69 plus tax.
SC: And their cleaned better than those lazy slobs on TV right?
Okay, I was willing to give a pass on the freak show comment, because to some extent it is sensationalizing a mental disorder, but this is starting to cross the line.
Me: Yes, the housekeepers do a good job (which is BS, they cut a lot of corners, but not in areas that guests will notice).
SC: Oh good, cleanliness is next to godliness after all, people who are too lazy to stay clean are worthless, they should just kill themselves and save us the effort of cleaning up after them.



I rather politely told him he could get the fuck out of my lobby.
So, getting the disclosures out of the way, I'm a recovering hoarder as is my mother (like alcoholism you never truly are cured), at our worst we were class 4 (the highest is class 5). For those who aren't familiar, hoarding is a variation of OCD, in laymen's terms hoarding is the inability to rationally make decisions regarding the acquisition and disposal of possessions. This is most often caused by a loss in the person's life that they try to fill with possessions. For my mother and I, we missed the warning signs of my father's suicidal tendencies, signs that really should have been obvious, so it became difficult to dispose of anything because we were afraid that we would discover we needed it. Even things that were (now we know) obviously trash, eg what are we going to do with empty milk jugs, I don't know, but if we throw it out we will find out too late what it was useful for (as an example). Even now, I had to have roommates convince me it was Okay to throw away a maintenance log for a car I didn't even own anymore, so like I said, recovering.
So, disclosures over, three weeks ago at the hotel, it was late at night and I had Hoarders playing on the lobby TV (I love that show, it brings a lot of strength to see I'm not alone, just how many of us there are out there).
A guest walks in and sees the show and... well...
SC: Wow, you watch these freak shows?
Me: umm...
SC: If I were that lady's husband I'd have left her long before this.
Me: So... ummm... yeah, was there anything I can help you with?
SC: yeah, what you have open tonight?
Me: We can do one king or two queens non-smoking for $69 plus tax.
SC: And their cleaned better than those lazy slobs on TV right?
Okay, I was willing to give a pass on the freak show comment, because to some extent it is sensationalizing a mental disorder, but this is starting to cross the line.
Me: Yes, the housekeepers do a good job (which is BS, they cut a lot of corners, but not in areas that guests will notice).
SC: Oh good, cleanliness is next to godliness after all, people who are too lazy to stay clean are worthless, they should just kill themselves and save us the effort of cleaning up after them.



I rather politely told him he could get the fuck out of my lobby.





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