Disappointment

[babs_the_nymph]

I just received a call from our event sales representative over at the Gold Coast hotel in Las Vegas. When we first started planning our wedding out with the Gold Coast, we had to put down a deposit on the event. Janric sent his credit card number, and we signed the contract

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[mschilepepper]

Yeah, well, I checked with those ratbastards and they said they were only comping me the two nights they'd already said they would, and refused to give me any timeframe on when that would happen, either. That, and they didn't tell me they'd charged a deposit to my debit card, which they did refund yesterday, but not before other charges bounched and incurred EIGHT $34 NSF fees. And they were all LITTLE charges, like $15 and $5 and $26. Fucking yahoos.

[mschilepepper]

AND when I asked WTF was the charge for, the snotty front desk twat said, "Well, that's what happens when you mess around with a debit card and don't use a credit card!" Verbatim. I say we send Big Stink back over there to do some cock- and cuntpunching.

[babs_the_nymph]

That's really bugging me too - the smarmy front desk fucker. I think it's just that one asshole that you checked out with, but not sure.

[mschilepepper]

No, this was some chick I spoke to on the phone when I called in after getting home and seeing my online statement.