I got to my room and found a mattress with a rubber cover and no sheets. There was a little blanket tossed on the bed along with what looked like some drapes or something, and a couple towels. In the bathroom, there was absolutely no toilet paper, but there was somebody's wet washcloth laying in the middle of the bathroom floor. By the time I got back to the front desk, it was shut down and the clerk had gone home for the night. While I was deciding my next steps, another fine guest was nice enough to run down the hall and beat on all of the doors. Rather than roll around in somebody's hepatitis., I slept in my truck. I was back on the road before the front desk opened up, so I have no idea how this mystery ends.. Not the best money i've ever spent.
The kid at the front desk was very professional and very nice. If nothing else, he deserves better.