Tell the Police that You Wont Give Me My Money

Have you ever had someone ask you to call the cops on yourself???
It is something that happens very rarely and as you will see, it was probably not the best decision a particular guest made just last week.

It was a wonderful Tuesday afternoon. I had just gotten off work and Sarah (not her real name) was just starting her very first shift working alone. Due to my school schedule and the fact that I had been up since 5am I decided to go home and take a nap. Not one hour into my nap I got a phone call. It was Sarah telling me that a former guest (let's call him Jordan), whom we had kicked out just three days earlier, was here demanding to get his one night's worth of money back.

You see, three days before we had asked Jordan to leave one day earlier than he was scheduled to. When we asked him to leave we returned his one night's payment for leaving early and due to some damage in the room we only gave him half of his deposit back.

In order to try and avoid my having to get out of bed I decided to try and talk to him over the phone. He simply started to yell at me telling me that I was a thief and a liar (why is it that "thief" and "liar" always seem to go together?) and that he simply wanted his one night's payment back. I told him that we have already given him what money we owed him and that if he wanted to argue with someone he could argue with the General Manager.
To which he replies, "I don't want to talk with the General Manager, I just want you to stop ****ing lying to me and give me my money back. If you don't come down here and give me back my money I will ****ing kill you and this other b****!"

I decided that this might be worth getting out of bed for. So off I went back to the hotel. By the time I got there my friend Jordan was very unhappy. I showed him the paperwork that shows that we gave him back his night's payment and that we held half of his deposit for damages (which he of course signed). This of course is when his story changes. "All I want is the rest of my deposit back!" he says adding, "If you are not getting me my deposit back then let's get the cops involved!!"

I love these words!

"Call the cops and tell them that you are ****ing stealing my money from me!"

This is the conversation between me and the woman at the police station:
Me: Hi could I get the police to come down here please
Woman: Ok, can you tell me what the matter is
Me: uh, yes, well, I work at the hotel and one of our former guests would like you to send the cops down here because I apparently stole his money
Jordan: She ****ing stole my money. Make her give it back!
Woman: I'm sorry, what? Are you calling on behalf of someone else?
Me: Um, yes I am calling the police on myself, on behalf of a former guest.
Woman: Ok then, I'll send them down.

So the police came. Talked to him for a bit. I showed one of the officers the damage in the room then came back to the lobby greeted with "if you don't make her give me my money back now I am going to kill her!" Sarah with her wonderful wittiness says to one of the officer's "is he uttering threats?"

The officer's agreed and told him to take his stuff and leave immediately otherwise they'd arrest him for uttering threats. Jordan uttered something else under his breath, went to grab his bag and leave when a big ziploc bag full of "white stuff" fell out. In what seemed like half a minute the officer's determined that the bag contained illegal drugs (duh!) and they pinned him to the ground and arrested him for possession.

Moral of the story: Don't call the cops on yourself when you are in possession of illegal substances. Especially not for a measly $50.