GigerPunk “Checking Ibis Hotel room for bed bugs on check-in”
Here’s a follow-up, as if one was actually needed, to “GigerPunk”‘s superb thing-spotting odyssey around London. It’s the long-awaited video of him checking his hotel room upon arrival.
If you don’t get to see the inside of modern hotel rooms due to having the sort of job where spending £60 to house a member of staff is considered too much of a luxury, this is why everyone complains about how depressing they are.
OPENING PREAMBLE:
“And all it took was alleged female ‘ThreeOliveMartini’ expressing a vague interest for me to upload my first video to YouTube (with the exception of a couple of Spore creature creations, which don’t really count as that was pretty much done automatically by the Spore Creature Creator anyway)”.
This is going to have to go in “uncategorized” as the closest we’ve got is probably “Toilet Equipment with Faces” and it’s not really anything like that.
filed in Uncategorized on Apr.16, 2010
April 16th, 2010 on 11:25 am
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April 16th, 2010 on 12:39 pm
these “reportage” style updates are the future.
Hearing another readers voice also helps lessen the feelings of social isolation.
April 16th, 2010 on 12:59 pm
There’s quite a good manly grunt just after he opens the door.
I sat there on tenterhooks to see if we’d catch a glimpse of Gigerpunk in the mirror. He does not disappoint. Nice moustache, by the way, very Captain Webb.
April 16th, 2010 on 1:24 pm
There’s a reason why those in he know, call that hotel chain the ‘Abyss’
I hope you didn’t pay for that room Giger.
April 16th, 2010 on 1:26 pm
This IS the best update ever. I’m sure we’ve all admired Gigerpunk and his lovely words from afar, but who was to guess that he’s quite posh, not welsh and very dapper. Fantastic. Plus those of us with no money get to vicariously enjoy the pleasures of luxury living in an Ibis hotel – with each suite probably costing in excess of £60. One can only guess at the glitterati who may have previously checked the same sheets for bed bugs – Madonna, David Bowie or Jeanette Kranky. What was the breakfast like?
April 16th, 2010 on 3:04 pm
Ugh bedbugs. We got them once. Had to pack every piece of clothing, bedding, soft furnishings up into bags, take them to the laundrette and was them at 60+ degrees, put them in fresh bags once they were cleaned, properly sealed, take them home. Laundrette costs: £130.
The £450 for two exterminator visits laying down different sets of nerve toxins all over our house.
Then a few days of wiping said toxins off everything, and dry cleaning anything that couldn’t be laundered but that had to be treated with the poisons.
Then a year of getting twitchy whenever you think you see something moving at night.
Moral of this story is, always check for bedbugs when you stay at a hotel and keep your bags away from the bed if you don’t want to spend a month of misery getting rid of them.
April 16th, 2010 on 3:48 pm
Being at work, I didn’t get to hear the manly grunt or the no doubt brilliant commentary. That made the video somewhat bland, until BAM! Moustache! It’s not very well documented, but the moustache would destroy any bed bugs in the room even if the wearer was unconcious, so I wouldn’t worry.
Remarkably, I liked the thing-spotting oddysey too, it made me want to go to a classy hotel and take a peek at the batteries within.
April 16th, 2010 on 7:04 pm
Poor job of checking for bed bugs there. You should check the dark crevices down the sides and under the bed. The sneaky little bastards like to hide in the day.
Not that I ever get to stay in many hotels. Or check any dark crevices for that matter.
April 16th, 2010 on 8:06 pm
{adopt gushing and teerful Oscars acceptance speech mode}
Thank you for all the lovely comments (genuinely surprised, was expecting a reception akin to the return of Swillman to UK:R) and I’m glad my ‘tache has brought some happiness to other people’s lives as well as my own, but I just feel that I ought to make a couple of points:
I don’t normally make a bee-line for the bed to check for bed bugs, only I’d seen this video shortly after finding out where I’d been booked into, so didn’t want to take any chances. Regarding the thoroughness of my search, I did check round the edges of the bed more once I was ‘off-air’, but I’d been more concerned with being able to prove they were crawling over the bed as soon as I’d pulled the sheets back, as in the aforementioned video. If I’d been sensible I’d have finished doing a thorough check of the bed first before allowing Captain Distraction to strike, causing me to then wander the room having a look at everything. But then, if I’d been sensible, well…you can probably work that one out yourselves.
I did and I didn’t pay for the room. Work for local government so they paid for the room, but then I pay my council tax to them so it all goes round in circles the way I see it…
Oh and this trip completely blew the accomodation budget by the sounds of things so I’m keeping my fingers crossed I still get the expenses for my meals approved (£100).
I don’t think I’m particularly posh, but I am Welsh, honest. Just not rabidly so.
Normally I sound more Welsh the more tired I am, so given the fact I look absolutely f**ked in that vid I’m surprised I don’t sound like Windsor Davies (not that that would be a bad thing really).
The buffet-style breakfast wasn’t too bad once I’d sussed the best thing to do was just grab as much bacon, sausages and bread as I could get on a plate (or two) to take back to a table and proceed to make bacon and sausage butties, rather than queuing behind all the tourists (who don’t know how to queue) for the nasty scrambled powdered egg, burnt toast, salt beef, yoghurts, etc.
Also, there’s something very nice about eating almost half your own weight in fried breakfast without having to worry about cleaning up afterwards.
And sorry if this is going to shatter anyone’s dreams but I’m not going to be giving “you a call in a bit”, regardless of what I say at the end of the vid – I was originally intending to mail this to the wife but then I saw the price of the room internet access, couldn’t pickup any other wifi in the area and didn’t fancy finding an internet cafe just so I could upload a 30mb video file…
April 16th, 2010 on 8:16 pm
Bah, having just posted that, I realise I could only have made myself seem more Alan Partridge-like if I’d brought my own especially big plate down to breakfast each day….
Ah well, there’s always next time I suppose.
April 16th, 2010 on 9:20 pm
What, no checking for objects with faces or anything? Disappointing.
April 16th, 2010 on 9:21 pm
Would
April 18th, 2010 on 3:52 am
Deliberate face.
Intentional moustache.
Butties? That something like a sarnie, or a “sammidge”?
April 18th, 2010 on 12:12 pm
Superb! I feel proud to have been name-checked during the creation of this moment of internet excellence.
Would. Mainly because of the moustache.
Except now I’ve typed that I feel bad for your wife, which is probably compelling evidence of my femaleness.
April 18th, 2010 on 11:19 pm
well done! a triumph all round. You missed an opportunity to do an impromptu Siadwell from Naked Video/Absolutely routine though.
Two thumbs up and 5 gold stars.