Dear Hilton Garden Inn,
You know normally I love you. But my experience a few weeks ago was not that awesome, and I want to give you some constructive feedback.
I was staying at the location near the Raleigh airport. Initially, everything was great. The property is lovely, surrounded by trees (with fall colored-leaves! We don’t have those in Texas). The room was very comfortable, with a couch and a high-quality desk chair. All of the employees were very kind and gracious. So far so good, right? I worked for several hours after check in, went to dinner, came home, worked some more, got ready for bed, and realized….. my time of the month had started a few days early. Normally I am very prepared for this sort of thing, but with all the traveling I did in October and November my emergency stores were completely depleted. No problem! I thought. I will head down to the little store on the first floor and pick some up. The little store had everything I could imagine—every type of medication, contact cases, nail files, nail clippers, tweezers, etc. But you know what they did NOT have? Feminine supplies. Not one. Not one measly little two-pack case of tampons or single pad. Thinking I must surely be mistaken, I crouched down and looked behind the packets of tissues and band-aids. Nothing. Finally, I went and found someone to ask. The poor kid (who was maybe 19) was apologetic, and embarrassed, but told me no, they didn’t have any.
At this point, I was extremely frustrated. Partially with myself (why didn’t I remember to put more tampons in my bag??), and some of it was probably hormonal. But I was highly irritated that I had to go up to my room, get my keys and purse, and go find a convenience store. It just baffles me that a hotel store that is well equipped enough to have nail clippers and tweezers did not have feminine supplies. Hotel chains talk a good game about appealing to female business travelers, but all of the women-only floors and yoga mats seem inconsequential when you don’t have this basic necessity.
Thank you for your time,
(Sorry, male readers!)