W sucks
No. Not that W. I’ll save that rant for another post.
This one is targeted at The W hotels in general and the Atlanta-Perimeter W in particular.
The W annoys the crap out of me, from the Eurotrash music that throbs in the elevators to the dark hallways to the copies of Wired magazine in the rooms. They’re just trying too damned hard to be hip. And generally, if you have to try that hard, you ain’t. Though I realize the real issue here could be that I’m a decidedly middle-aged guy who’s in bed by 10 every night and more interested in the quality of the fitness center than the hipster cocktails at the bar. But I’d sooner think it’s The W’s problem, not mine. It’s easier that way …
As for the W Atlanta-Perimeter, we decided it’s merely a V after staying there for several nights this week. The offenses were small and great, ranging from a hyperhip coffee bar that shutters at 11 a.m. to a fitness center that totally sucks despite its hipster name, “Sweat.”
The V appears to be a failed attempt to transform a stereotypical suburban Atlanta hotel into something special. They got halfway there.
The ultimate strange event was when one of my cohorts returned to his room late one night to find all his stuff was gone. Well, it wasn’t gone. His cloths were wadded up in a bag and his computers were over in a back corner. Apparently, a computer problem led the staff to believe he’d abandoned all this and they were gathering it up. Not sure what they would have done with it from there, and it was only after being insistent that he convinced the hotel it needed to iron the clothes they’d wadded up in the bag so he could wear them the next day.
On the bright side, the V delivered pretty well for the meeting we were holding. The food service was good and they did a solid job of planning it. Few things are more nightmarish than having the hotel facilities crumble before your eyes while 50+ meeting attendees are sitting there waiting to get started.
Posted by Bob Benz at April 23, 2008 11:23 AM
Comments. . .
More Tippie? I'll second that emotion.
Posted by: Bob Kellagher at May 11, 2008 9:30 AM
The world needs less W-style pretense, more ice in the bar at 5p, no stalkers, no "French Whore" cocktails and one major pandemic that targets dumbassery. The world also needs more Tippie, who was the freakin' Enforcer on these hotel hooligans. Viva Wyatt!
Posted by: Rusty Coats at April 24, 2008 10:15 PM