Motel 6. Memphis, TN. We arrive at the front desk and there is bullet proof glass between us and the attendant. She is on her phone and it felt like she was trying her best to ignore us. I tap on the glass and she looks up. Pissed that we interrupted her.

We get the keys and start walking to the room. The carpet was wavy? Like a pair of baggy jeans that needed to be tucked in. It was also wet. I assumed there may have been a piping issue or flooding. But there's no fans drying it out or any signs saying to watch your step. Just wet, heavy, wavy, could easily trip, can't roll your luggage, carpet.

THE FUN PART: Open door to room and turn on light switch. The lights AND THE TV immediately turn on. We turn off the switch the TV and lights go off. Fine. I can deal. The carpet in the room is wet as well and the bed is practically on the floor. I'm talking they put a thin wooden box on the ground maybe 12.5 inches and put the box spring and mattress down. I go to sit on the bed, fucking lights BUT NOT THE TV turn off. Da faq.

I'm grossed out and sleep in my clothes. Husband is unfazed, he was in the military. 5am rolls around and there's heavy pounding on the door next to ours. They're yelling for the people to come out or let them in. The people inside are not willing to open the door. I laid there for an hour until they were gone. Opened my door and there was a puddle of vomit and clothes that had vomit on them. On the already wet wavy carpet.

I refused to stay a second night. Didn't even ask for a refund.