Okay, so all of us, every last one of us disabled persons, we take meds, right? We have conditions that cause us to need medicine, and these medicines, they have some nasty side effects. Take for instance, shitting the bed in your sleep because you forgot to take your Adderall but not your laxatives. Well, that is what happened to me a couple of days ago, at the Hilton Home2 Suites in N.Charleston SC. Refer to the posred Google link for actual hotel, because I will be asking you to do something very soon.

Well, I made a mess, not on purpose, but man, it was fucking embarrassing. So I go down to the front desk, and as my face is reddened from being so embarrassed,  I try to say to the clerk in the lowest voice possible, "Ma'am, I had an accident last night in the bed. We are going to need a new suite please." Now mind you, fucking Hilton is expensive.  I didnt pay for it though, a friend asked me along for a vacation, so here I am. She instructed me take take these sheets that smelled awful, and put them in the hallway outside of the downstairs lobby, so I did. The hall immediately stunk of my defecation, it was terrible, and I felt so ashamed and embarrassed by this.  The clerk then has us pack up our room and has us move to a new suite, a floor down and on the opposite side of the building.  We do that.

We get into our new room, and we are about to start unpacking, i am still embarrassed, but at least I could hide my shame in anonymity and was grateful to Hilton for being so sensitive to my situation.  It was then that my friend looks at her phone and sees that there was an unauthorized charge of $250, from the fucking hotel!  So we leave our things in the room and head down to the lobby yet again.  Stepping out of the elevator, all you can smell is shit.  No matter what you do, all you could smell was shit, because the fucking sheets were still on the floor, permeating everyone's olfactory sense.

My shame and embarrassment immediately returned.  We step into the lobby, the housekeeping manager is there, the lobby clerk is there, another two staff members were present, and then there was the General Manager, and we can call her Karen.  So my friend speaks up, "What is this charge to my card for $250?"

Karen then looks at us and says, "First, I need to understand how this happened"

So I very meekly and quietly explain, in front of everyone present, "I pooped the bed in my sleep ma'am"

"Well, I am asking you to leave and not return," Karen says, "We cannot risk this happening again."  Looking at my friend now, "The $250 charge is to replace the bed."

We all know you arent buying a King Sized bed for no $250, and we all know you use industrial cleaners and solvents in hotels.  Not the weak shit they sell to the public, but disinfectant so strong that shit kills 99.9999999994% of the germs and bacteria it crosses, and then some!

The General Manager was rude, she was out of place, she had me embarrass myself in front of her staff for nothing, because she was going to kick us anyways, so why did I need to explain what happened?  Your fucking mattress liner does'nt have plastic that actually protects the bed, so what happened is your mattress liner failed to do its job, and now you've embarrassed and discriminated against a disabled person while steali g money from their friend.

I beg of this community, please, for all disabled persons out there, please go to this hotel's Google site and just slam the fuck out of this hotel.  Hit them with one star, respond to my post, whatever you can to make sure this thing gains traction.  I am a real person, and this really fucking happened to me.  I was crying in the goddamned elevator because I was so profoundly hurt by this woman, and as a General Manager of the Hilton brand, she should have handled this situation with more respect, caring, and compassion, but fuck that bitch, we are staying at Best Western for the remainder of our stay.  If you look for it, you will see my review on the google site, so please, feel free to respond to that as well.....

With my most sincerest gratitude, 
Desmond I

I need help from you guys.. please!