I normally bemoan Premier Inn for having removed hospitality from the hospitality industry by replacing a human welcome with a machine, but in this case I think a machine would have been preferable to the surly, non-communicative, mumbled 'welcome' I was given by the receptionist. No eye contact, no actual welcome, no explanation of where to find my room, restaurant opening hours, where/when breakfast would be available - nothing other than an outright grumpy processing of payment. As for the restaurant, it could not have been worse. When I walked in there were two staff members behind the bar - one chatting to another customer, the other eating her dinner. She ambled over to me, and continued to eat whilst also speaking to me and picking food from between her teeth. She told me that only four items from the extensive menu were being served that evening, so I chose one, paid for it and a drink, and went to sit down. 50 minutes later, someone from the kitchen who also appeared to be serving food, walked past my table a couple of times before asking me if I was waiting for food. When I said yes, he said that he hadn't been told that and asked what I wanted. He then hollered "another lasagne!" to the kitchen, and repeatedly told me to wait 6 minutes for it. When the food finally arrived, an hour after I ordered it, it was absolutely inedible. I had a couple of mouthfuls before leaving and walking to the shop next door to buy a packet of crisps and a bar of chocolate for my dinner. The overwhelming stench of **** wafting from the group of youths sat on the pavement as I walked from my car to reception turned out to be the highlight of the visit.
自動翻訳