I had a flood in my home on March 23, 2009. The first week was spent dealing with airplane fans to dry my condo out for a week and sleeping in a fetal position on a small couch. The second week was learning about insurance, construction, estimates, bids and coordinating the process. Of course no one wanted to make the first decision until I started to weep.
(Who knew that would work, if there is a next time, I will weep sooner.)
I moved into the Rio from April 9th to April 19th. OMG, talk about draining whatever energies I had left. I felt that every time I either came or went, I was assaulted by the music (?), the heaviness, no one made eye contact and a common employee response was "Well, yeah". My stay was extended by the insurance co. The Rio was booked solid for the 19th. I was unhappy about having to move again. I negotiated for the Suncoast, I admit I was apprehensive, because of the Rio. Much to my surprise, you were ALL nice to me. I could not believe it. I was treated with respect, dignity, warm welcomes and a smile by each and every person I encountered. From Valet, to Bell, to Front Desk, to Coffee Shop, to Maid Service, to Room Service, to Show Room, to Gift Shop, to Ice Cream Parlor, to Cashier, to Security, to Coordinator, to Painter, to Chef, who made sure I did not receive any wheat, a gentleman named Jay, who helped me at the pool and anyone else I forgot to mention. I felt as if I had come from the pits of despair to warmth, caring and comfort. Oh, the View is incredible. I loved coming "home" to this incredible view. I wish everyone on your staff can have this experience at least once in their lives. (I mean the Suncoast experience-not the flood). Today is May 3rd, I get to go home (condo) tomorrow. I actually went grocery shopping today and loved it (?).
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you
With Gratitude and Blessings,
Josephine Forrester
Room 815