Crack Pipes and Curry: True Tales from the Wildest Hotel Front Desk in Washington
Ever had a job so surreal you wondered if you were trapped in a sitcom written by Quentin Tarantino? Picture this: you’re the front desk manager at the worst hotel in town, where the only thing sketchier than the guests is the management, and your day takes a turn for the “you can’t make this up” when you discover a crack pipe the cops missed. Welcome to a shift on the frontlines of hospitality—Washington border style.
If you think hotel work is all about crisp uniforms and pillow mints, buckle up. This is the story of how a burned-out manager, a work-release houseman, and some truly oblivious police turned one front desk worker into a reluctant detective.