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Gruberfest R1: You're Ugly

Submitted by FALLEN at 2010-10-08 10:08:06 EDT
Rating: 1.42 on 27 ratings (27 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

“We are haunted; well that’s what people say”

Thomas remembered how when he was hired the hotel manager shared this little fact. With a smirk and a disbelieving tone to his voice that seemed to be trying to convince himself more than the new security guard.

Having grown up in some pretty rough urban neighborhoods, Thomas didn’t scare easily. He managed to stay mostly out of trouble as a kid and had plans to become a police officer. The waiting time to get on the force was spent as a bouncer at a few clubs and now into security.
Not where he wanted to be but it paid the rent.

“I’m not worried about it sir, there are enough real things to be afraid of to waste time jumping at shadows.”
And with that he started as security at the Roosevelt Hotel.

The job was pretty easy considering Hollywood gets a little sketchy at night when the sight seers are all gone. Shooing away the random homeless from the side door was about the extent of his action on the outside. The guests were more upscale than the area but they had their moments too. More than a few drunks had to be escorted out of the pool area when the private parties were going on. Most weekends the pool lounge was rented out by some studio big shot or a movie wrap party. Paparazzi tried to sneak in from time to time hoping to get a few pics to sell. It was understandable, he saw Lohan making out with another chick one night, and had the chance to see Paris’s tits both before and after implants.

When the Hollywood elite weren’t busy doing blow off one another or drowning in Goose, the hotel ran like any other normal place. Normal if it includes paranormal investigators. The Roosevelt’s reputation for being haunted attracted ghost hunters and psychics quite often. They would claim that not just today’s stars came to the Roosevelt but ones long dead as well. Clark Gable and Carole Lombard would show up in the suite named after them, and the ghost of Errol Flynn in the hotel bar. Room 928 where Montgomery Cliff’s ghost hangs out and the full length mirror that was once in Marilyn Monroe’s room, people claim that they see a pretty blond standing behind them when they look in it.
“Bullshit” was Thomas’s opinion. Over active imaginations and idiots, his rounds take him past that mirror all night long and up and down the ninth floor hallway.
“Never saw anything” would be the response if you asked him.

Jessica worked the front desk most evenings when Thomas was there. She was in college taking travel and tourism, so this was good real life experience for her. Jessica did the job well and professionally. Like Thomas she was aware of the stories of the hotel and also like him, left that nonsense to the superstitious house keeping staff. The operations of a popular hotel had enough actual issues that needed attention.

Because it was right across the street from Grumman’s Chinese Theater and the Walk of Fame, family guests would not be uncommon during the week. Families mean children and children bring their own special headaches to a hotel. When the Front desk phone rang that Wednesday night it was nothing Jessica hadn’t heard before.

“Hello, guest services, this is Jessica how may I help you?”

“I can’t find my daddy; can you help me find my daddy?”
The voice of a young girl, five possibly six years old was calling from the House phone off the lobby, down near the pool. Rest rooms are down that way so more than likely the girl’s father was inside.

“Sure honey, if you stay right there I will send my friend Thomas to come see you and he will help find your daddy, ok?”

“Ok” the small voice replied and then hung up the receiver.

Grabbing the walkie-talkie Jessica called Thomas.
“Tom, I have a lost little girl calling from the house phone near the pool can you go see to her? She’s looking for her father.”

“On my way.” Thomas was one floor up and quickly descended the stairs to the lobby. Arriving at the House phone the little girl was nowhere in sight. He checked in both restrooms and found them both empty. The door to the pool was locked as well.
Checking the dark ballroom and the lobby with no luck, he radioed back.

“Jess, the kids not here, I’m checking the restaurant now.”

He looked in the restaurant and behind the bar. Jessica’s phone rang again and the girl asked “Did you find my daddy? I want to play”

“No, not yet. I need you to please stay right there so Thomas can find you.”

Growing impatient the girl replied “I want to play now! Can you play with me?”

“No sweetie” Jessica replied “I have work to do. But if you just stay right th…”

“You’re ugly!” the little voice exclaimed and slammed the phone down.

Grabbing the radio “Tom the little girl is by the phone right now can you get over there and bring her back.”

“I can’t do that Jess”

“What do you mean you can’t?”

“Because I’ve been standing right next to it for the last five minutes.”
Thomas picked the phone off the stand and held it in his hand, its receiver still seated in the cradle.

Jessica was unable to speak when the phone rang again and she picked it up hearing only a little girl’s giggle on the other end.


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Submitted by august_sobriquet at 2010-10-11 13:17:11 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

also for Bob's -2. That was hardly fair you having two of those people stop by.

Submitted by LoooseSprocket at 2010-10-11 13:10:25 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

I like this one better than Brdn_Nkd'd entry.

Submitted by august_sobriquet at 2010-10-11 10:30:30 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

for shlongy's -2. Now stop whining.

Submitted by ChaosJester at 2010-10-10 20:15:32 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

"...and had the chance to see Paris’s tits both before and after implants."

Terrifying. Right there.

Submitted by TuTs at 2010-10-10 09:30:20 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

As a story I think that brd nekkids was better but yours is spookier. So I don't know whose I would prefer to go through so I will just give you the same score K?

Submitted by simple_catalyst at 2010-10-09 22:05:43 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by Poots at 2010-10-09 09:57:12 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

oh yeah? well, you don't smell so good.

Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2010-10-09 00:14:30 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

But definitely deserves a +1.5.

Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2010-10-09 00:14:00 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

A good read, but the spook was a bit cliche.

Submitted by Wildman at 2010-10-08 23:37:53 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

The problem is, it's something todays youth could do if equipped with a $15 linemans phone and the location of the junction box.

Submitted by skrapmetal at 2010-10-08 19:07:53 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

+2 grUeBERfest!

Submitted by YourNameHere at 2010-10-08 18:37:39 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by Ducky at 2010-10-08 18:07:48 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Spooky hotel stories :) I used to work at a fancy hotel that was an exact replica of another that burned to the ground in that same spot years earlier. It was very Shining-esque - not the fire obv. but the way the building was designed.

Submitted by RoadSong at 2010-10-08 17:48:09 EDT (#)
Rating: 2


Submitted by august_sobriquet at 2010-10-08 15:07:16 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by S.I. Co. at 2010-10-08 14:28:22 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Brdn's was better.

Submitted by Shlongy at 2010-10-08 14:06:53 EDT (#)
Rating: -2

I won't be reading them...nor will I be +2ing anything.

Submitted by S.I. Co. at 2010-10-08 14:05:22 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Since I won't be reading any of these I'll +2 them all....until I read them and then I'll give a different rating based on which is better.

Submitted by Brdn_Nkd at 2010-10-08 13:49:19 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by SgtHartman at 2010-10-08 13:31:17 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

actual writing.

Submitted by rob_berg at 2010-10-08 12:57:58 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by FALLEN at 2010-10-08 12:40:09 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Gruberfest is a garden pest competition.

Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB at 2010-10-08 12:34:12 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Incase I fucked up your score.

Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB at 2010-10-08 12:33:36 EDT (#)
Rating: -2

Note to self: Avoid all posts with "Greuberfest" in the title.

Submitted by orphelia at 2010-10-08 12:17:05 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

I know why you wrote this. Good luck!!!

Submitted by august_sobriquet at 2010-10-08 10:28:26 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

that was just me playing around from my room. I was bored!

Submitted by FALLEN at 2010-10-08 10:12:57 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

do you know how hard it is to write spooky when its sunshine and blue skies outside?

You know something, folks, as ridiculous as this sounds, I would rather
feel the sweet breath of my beautiful wife on the back of my neck as I
sleep than stuff dollar bills into some stranger's G-string.

-- Homer Simpson
Homer's Night Out