I got to the hotel and they said my reservation was for the next night. Graciously, the guy a to the front desk fit me in and gave me a key. I really appreciated that. I get to the room and it's in a creepy hallway with sweaty tile floors. I immediately took a shower and couldn't get the water hot. Also, the water pressure sucked. The tv didn't have a remote, so I called the front desk. the guy brought me one and left. The tv didn't work, so I called again. No answer. After a few minutes of trying to call, I drove to the front desk. No one was in there. I waited about ten minutes and no one showed up so I drove back to my room. I tried calling again, and the guy answered and came by to look at the tv. He said it wouldn't work, so he brought me to another another room. on the walk there, he told me how beautiful I was and asked why I was staying here. He asked who I loved wth and I told him I was married. He proceeded to ask for my phone number. This made me incredibly uncomfortable. I thought it so unprofessional. My new room was much better but it was 3:00 am at this point that I simply went to sleep.