Sex, Punk, and Hotel Room Destruction: A Night Shift to Remember
Picture this: It’s the 1980s. Neon lights glow, punk rock is in full rebellious swing, and you’re just trying to get through another quiet night shift at the front desk of a hotel. But then, a well-known punk band (whose two-word name starts with S and P—punk aficionados, start your engines) rolls in, already a few sheets to the wind. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s really like to host rockstars, buckle up. This is one for the books.