Grace C.
Yelp
Room cleanliness and overall amenities was a solid 4 stars. Clean shower and linens, decent toiletries, decent coffee. I found an extra blanket in the coffee table/desk area, but it smelled and it obviously hadn't been washed. Unsure if this is provided by the hotel, or if a traveler left it on accident. Kind of grossed out either way.
There's where things fell apart. Cluster F does not even begin to describe the awful communication at this hotel.
I called the front desk for shuttle service after I collected my luggage at the airport, and first waited over 6 minutes on hold before randomly getting disconnected. No problem because hey, maybe TMobile. I call again and get hung up on. I call a third time and someone's voice crackles over the phone, then puts me on hold. Then takes me off hold to ask me to hold. 3 minutes later she tells me to wait by a door number, and that she'll send the shuttle. Cool cool cool. I wait while TWO ENTIRE FLIGHTS gather their luggage and make their merry way off from Boston Logan. 20 minutes later I call again because their tracking app shows that the shuttle hasn't moved. I call for a 4th time and someone *maybe* answers? But there's no sound so I get disconnected (which is obviously them hanging up on me). I call 5th time, and the guy is really nice this time and says he'll re-call the shuttle.
I finally get to my hotel room, and decide on ordering room service. I've been flying all day and the last thing I want is to go back out. There's a QR code by the phone which leads me to a in-room dining menu. Perfect! Or so I thought; the menu doesn't load. I call room service anyway, and I tell them the menu doesn't work from the QR code link. He tells me to look for the green QR code by the coffee machine. That's a weird place to put an updated QR code, but hey, that's cool. I go look at the coffee machine. NO QR code! I'm looking all over their little table, inspecting the coffee machine like I'm Inspector Gadget, but I fail. Maybe I'm tired, it's been a long day. I call back and tell them hey man there's no QR code by the coffee machine. His voice barely crackles over the phone and I hear something about "the middle". The middle of WHAT? A few frustrating static lines exchanged later, I figured it out.
Y'all, guess where this updated QR code was located? ON THE DRESSING MIRROR. What brilliance is that? I can scan for an in-room dining menu all while looking to see how chunky I am, or should be, or shouldn't be. It's like preventative dieting. Genius. I can say, "omg, maybe I should order a salad instead of that delicious chicken alfredo because look at this love handle."
I'm in no way upset at the poor employees. They're probably overworked and understaffed, and likely why they were kind of rude in general. I guess that's the Boston way of being dcks. Embassy Suites just doesn't seem to have great communication, which makes for a mediocre experience at best.