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| - When I first moved to Las Vegas in 2009, I spent at least 2 weeks a month at Imperial Palace while I was looking for a permanent place to live. IP offered cheap and partially comped weekly rates so it was a very economical option. The place sucked back then. There were always lines of people waiting to file complaints to the front desk agent. I thought that they would fix a lot of the problems after all those complaints, but recently I had to come back and they didn't fix sh!t. It's still completely the same and maybe even worse.
Recently, I had enough of living in Summerlin and wanted to find a place to live in the Aliante area. So, I spent the week living at IP until I could find a good house or condo to live at. IP hasn't changed at all since 2009.
On the weekends, the elevators take about 15 minutes to arrive. Since 2009, this has always been the thing I hated the most about IP. Just to let you guys all know, I am not a exaggerating about the wait time at all. The elevators are extremely old, make loud noises, shake side-to-side, and stop at every single floor.
When the elevators break, they don't put up an "out of order" sign. They just leave the door open. So tons of people go into the broken elevator and wait minutes for the doors to close before coming to the conclusion that the casino is operated by complete cheap motherf*ckers who won't spend like $10 to buy a f*cking sign that says: "Out of Order"!
We wanted housekeeping, but never got it. This was actually unusual because back a few years ago housekeeping was really quick and efficient.
The toilet seat in the bathroom doesn't stay up. This is another problem they haven't fixed since 2009. Every single room has this problem. Why haven't they fixed it?
The bathroom door has no lock. If you have spazzy friends or roommates, they will have the privilege of seeing you nude in the shower or taking a dump.
The bathroom has no exhaust fan. If you take a sh!t, it's memory will stay with you, haunting you forever.
Because there is no security guard at the front of the elevators, all types of solicitors and weirdos come up. Every couple of hours you will get some weird flyer or advertisement slide under your door. Also, according to a dealer at the poker room, there is a network of thieves who sneak into rooms. Many of the rooms here have doors with defects that don't close unless you pull extremely hard. Even if you hear the door slam, double check to see if the door has closed all the way! The network of thieves know about the defect, and they look for doors that are slightly open. They sneak in and take everything they can.
The white paint on the bricks are completely black now. IP's design is supposed to be white and blue, but it's more black and blue now.
The balcony's are covered in pigeon sh!t, chewed bubblegum, and stale old liquor.
On the weekends, drunk tourists sit on the balcony and scream till around 3 in the morning. All night long you will hear those sad sloppy drunks screaming sh!t like: "Vegas baby! Woooo!" or drunk girls singing the lyrics to "Waking up in Vegas". Also, drunk tourists frequently drop stuff off the balcony onto pedestrians walking below in an attempt to be cruel.
When you look out the balcony, you have a view of the casino roof. It's completely covered in empty fast-food cups, beer bottles, and 2 feet of dirt which was blown there by the strong desert winds.
Junkies and bums use the stair case in the parking building as a giant toilet.
The bathtub takes about 20 minutes for the water to drain.
They have wi-fi, but the signal is very weak and you can't connect to it.
On the Casino Floor, there is always paramedics and metro cops attending to a drunk tourist who has passed out and hit their head. I don't know why, but every time I see a passed out drunk on the casino floor, he is always some guy with a backwards baseball cap, douchebag goatee, a lame ass Off road/Metal mullisha t-shirt, and tons of poser tattoos.
There is also a lot of really really drunk chicks on the casino floor. So if you wanna gamble here, you gotta endure hours of hearing:
"Oh My God! Do you hear that? That is like totally my song!"
"My feet are like f*cking killing me! Should I take my shoes off? But, that gay ass security guy will get mad again!"
"Oh my God! That is like so f*cking retarded!"
"Did someone fart? It like totally smells like ass in here!"
"I just smoked the wrong end of a cigarette teehee!"
"Your from Madrid? That' so cool! All my girlfriends are Mexicans as well!"
In conclusion,I feel really ripped off. I feel they should have payed me to stay here. I could have broke into a a public restroom at a regional park and slept better.
Does Caesars Entertainment care about all the disappointed guests? I seriously doubt it. I've been experiencing these problems since 2009, and they have never come close to fix any of them.
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