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Sent a real, nasty scathing email to these scummers. The company that put me there has fucked me around for a bit now and last week they didn’t pay me for my earned sick day. Additionally, they took away a couple fo my shifts and then would periodically try to feed those very same shifts back to me like they were doing me a favor. Naturally, I told them to go fuck themselves.

I sure hope that they don’t play games with my final check. With the extra time off, I am considering doing some good in the world as an activist. I looked up the laws, and apparently nothing prevents me from passing out leaflets on the sidewalk in front of the hotel—a busy thoroughfare I am intimately familiar with and thus where I would be most comfortable starting my budding activist career.

I think my first leaflet will be entitled: "Ask your hotel what they are or aren't doing to stop child sex trafficking."

I'm not SAYING that little kids are being fucked in there, I just feel that concerned guests should be given a satisfactory answer from their place of lodging.

I’ve always seen myself as an activist for children: Our most vulnerable citizens

Another informative pamphlet would be more geared towards out-of-town tourists who may not be aware of NYC’s bedbug epidemic. I would provide helpful tips and graphics to familiarize themselves with the scourge. Pictures of captured bedbugs in hotel rooms, for instance. Pictures of the welts typically left by bedbugs, etc.

Hey, I’m not sure, but I think I had heard a rumor from a friend of a friend that bedbugs can transfer Covid. Not sure if that is true or not, so I’ll have to print some sort of disclaimer with an asterisk and smaller print on the bottom. Much smaller print—I can’t let this valuable content about BEDBUGS not be the focal point of my informative flyers.

Sent a real, nasty scathing email to these scummers. The company that put me there has fucked me around for a bit now and last week they didn’t pay me for my earned sick day. Additionally, they took away a couple fo my shifts and then would periodically try to feed those very same shifts back to me like they were doing me a favor. Naturally, I told them to go fuck themselves. I sure hope that they don’t play games with my final check. With the extra time off, I am considering doing some good in the world as an activist. I looked up the laws, and apparently nothing prevents me from passing out leaflets on the sidewalk in front of the hotel—a busy thoroughfare I am intimately familiar with and thus where I would be most comfortable starting my budding activist career. I think my first leaflet will be entitled: "Ask your hotel what they are or **aren't** doing to stop child sex trafficking." I'm not SAYING that little kids are being fucked in there, I just feel that concerned guests should be given a satisfactory answer from their place of lodging. I’ve always seen myself as an activist for children: Our most vulnerable citizens Another informative pamphlet would be more geared towards out-of-town tourists who may not be aware of NYC’s bedbug epidemic. I would provide helpful tips and graphics to familiarize themselves with the scourge. Pictures of captured bedbugs in hotel rooms, for instance. Pictures of the welts typically left by bedbugs, etc. Hey, I’m not sure, but I think I had heard a rumor from a friend of a friend that bedbugs can transfer Covid. Not sure if that is true or not, so I’ll have to print some sort of disclaimer with an asterisk and smaller print on the bottom. Much smaller print—I can’t let this valuable content about BEDBUGS not be the focal point of my informative flyers.

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I worked at Hotel Intercontinental in Dallas. I would see clerk's at the front desk piss off guests that payed $1500 a night for a suite by charging $1 a page to use the fax machine in the suite.

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Since u quit yo job. KAN i claim your unemployment check den?

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I have already have a full-time job—I can’t claim unemployment. Edit: Plus, I quit. You have to be fired to collect.

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Well i could anonmyouse kall yah current boss and say u threatened tah rape him if he don gib u a raise.

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Hotels + Concrete = ?

This question has a scary answer and you've stumbled upon it inadvertently, so I figured I'd throw you a bone.

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Are you referring to jumpers? You’re being too vague for me.

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Hotels need lots of concrete. Hotels attract a large array of guests, especially international hotels. How long do you imagine most hotels last? Do you suspect that after they're torn down the contents of the foundations are inspected? Do hotels get built in any random places? What kinds of people pay for hotel construction?

Read back through your post and then read my reply once again. You might spot it. Perhaps I should apologize in advance... if you figure it out.

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Bodies. Got you. Yeah, that is good for a pamphlet, but not really as gripping as Covid bedbugs or as heartwrenching as sexually exploited children. I would think that might foster some morbid curiosity from some guests, but I don’t think alleging some 40 year-old mon hit would deter anyone.

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Email to 8 or so people:

Be advised, effective immediately, I have no interest in working at ___________ on any shift or in any capacity and will be dropping my Friday night there. I don’t need it, I hate that place and have deeply resented being there for quite some time. 

Aside from asking you to be transferred on at least 3 occasions, about 8 or so weeks ago, you or Mike decided to take away my 2 weekend shifts and replace me with some Nigerian dude. _________ dispatch, mistaking me for one of these low IQ, impoverished peasants who work for you, tried to leverage the loss of shifts with offering split shifts at  2 other dog shit sites that I’ve REPEATEDLY turned down in the past. 

I guess, the loss of the two shifts was supposed to be so financially crippling to me that I would immediately reconsider my previous staunch position and just bend to their will to work at a yet another place that sucks tremendous cocks. I’m not that guy.

After calling dispatch for one week after my shifts were revoked, I could see that I was being frozen out of anything else worthwhile, so for the following 7 weeks, you or them didn’t hear a fucking peep from me. I decided I’m not calling these fucking faggots for work anymore. In and of itself, the idea of having to periodically check in with any of these man pimps to fill my time is demoralizing and about 2-3 social classes below me—just like (I declined) being some obsequious Steppin Fetchit delivering packages to the hoodrat, scumbag, drug-addled bedpan changers that stayed at that hotel. Everyone in that joint should be putting a mirror shine on my fucking shoes. You’re weak and stupid.

Recently, I started getting all of these calls from dispatch to work at that accursed ___________. FUCK THAT PLACE. It has more Niggers than Amistad. I have repeatedly asked to be transferred from there—to no avail, yet I’m supposed to take MORE shifts at that fucking ape sanctuary when I’m called? Not on your life, pal. To add insult to injury, the dispatch is calling me these past 2 weeks to piecemeal offer me the very shifts that were taken away. I guess it was improbable to everyone that a guy who is 6’7” with a 141 IQ could ever find another bullshit job. You misjudged me. My balls are so bulbous they could be patented as flotation devices. Conversely, you’re used to dealing with obsequious faggots. I guess in everyone’s mind, I would be sitting at home twiddling my thumbs like a fat bitch on date night; desperately hoping that someone would call me. I almost immediately replaced those shifts the very week after they were taken from me. 

In short, everyone involved in this scumbag venture can go fuck themself. If there’s any issue with that, let me know. I’ll tell you, like I’ve told other bosses in the past: If behooves everyone involved to pay me my money owed and then we’ll both be nothing more than unpleasant memories to each other. With a clean severance from _______ (and _________) I don’t develop an even more self-righteous inner dialogue (where I have time to stew and contemplate what I see as a moral imperative) therefore you’d never see or hear from me again. Right now, that is 1 sick day and 8.5 hours.  I’ve said my piece.