Craigslist, Part 1

A few weeks ago, I was in the Reno-Carson area of Nevada for, naturally, a job interview. The interview went great, the area was beautiful, and for the most part I enjoyed myself on the trip. Except for last day. My return flight went through Chicago, which happened to be under 5 feet of water when I needed to be there. The flight was rescheduled for the next morning so I had to find a place to stay.

At this point, I was so tired and pissed off that I went with the cheapest option available. As any seasoned traveler will tell you, you generally get what you pay for with hotels, and this was no exception. For that night, I was a guest at the Chateau Ghetto.

Perhaps the most telling sign came after I had checked in and was sitting in the "lobby" watching TV. I'm reluctant to say "lobby" because it was more of a trash heap and ammunition dump, but they insisted on calling it a lobby. Against all odds they actually had a working computer for guests to use. A staff member was currently using it but since I needed to send emails I decided to wait for her.

Since my sofa - which, incidentally, looked like someone had ripped out the back seat of a car and placed it in the room - was facing the computer, I couldn't help but notice what this girl was doing. She was going through the personals on craigslist and surfing through the 18+ section, flipping through every entry and looking at every picture, while I was sitting there waiting to check email. Unbelievable.

Just as I thought the day couldn't get any worse, she reached into a natty bookbag and pulled out a CD to put into the computer. Suddenly, pics of her in lingerie start popping up on the screen. What the fuck! My horror unfolds as I realize she's actually putting up a booty call ad for herself right there in the hotel lobby. This is NOT a girl you want to see in lingerie. Her ad title described her as "juicy." By the way, I just threw up in my mouth.

After uploading all her pictures, she posted the ad and mercifully closed the window before walking off. Even today, I'm still trying to process all of this. Who carries around CDs with scandalous pics of themselves? Isn't your driver's license enough? Can you imagine a police station holding the item as lost property and saying, "Well, I wasn't sure it was her at first, but the tits do match."

Furthermore, who the hell uploads these pics in a hotel lobby? I assume she didn't own a computer at home, which is fine, but at least go to a friend's house. Seriously, I've been less offended seeing people surfing through porn at university libraries. Although in retrospect, that's pretty weird too.

So gentlemen, if you're in the Tahoe area and looking for a "juicy" girl, just head onto craigslist and look for ads posted in cheap airport hotels. Make sure to filter your search to show only those posts with self-shot lingerie pics. With any luck, she might even put out.