Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Return of the DoTerra

I really thought my essential oils deal was going to be a two-part series. I should have known better when I entitled the last post on the topic "Essential Oils Strike Back."

That ain't the end. This crap doesn't conclude with the Strike Back. I don't know my Star Wars very well, but I do know enough to realize that there's a whole other thing coming after the strike back.

Some time passed and I desperately began airing out my house, performing black magic on it, and letting Duncan poop inside because that would be better than the stench my hoard of women left me.

And I started feeling like things were getting back to normal.

I had been watching with interest to see whether or not they would leave me a review. I was aware, based on the two or three times the main one rolled her eyes at me and stomped down the stairs, that they weren't the happiest guests I've ever had.

And look. I didn't take it personally that they didn't seem happy in my house. This woman was loco And I've had dozens of other people stay with me and leave perfectly positive reviews. I even had a couple return a month after their first visit and stay with me a second time because they liked it so much the first go-around (probably because of my hair TBH).


I didn't actually feel like the eye-rolling was reflective of me or my house that I've worked super hard to make nice.

But I still didn't want the bad review because I didn't want someone to stumble upon it, read it, and not realize that it was left by Angela from The Office.

After a week or so of no review, I thought I was in the clear. Then last Friday I got an Airbnb alert.

She returned.

She gave me three out of five stars. Her public review said only "thank you."

But there was more.

She wrote a NOVEL of complaints to Airbnb, which were then made viewable to me. Let me just highlight some of the gems:

"I had to move his stuff over in the fridge so I could fit our items."

"There was a bottle of pet shampoo in the shower."

"The steps going down to the basement were dangerously steep."

"The carpet was not new and we didn't like it."

"You can't just park wherever you want. You have to follow stupid parking laws."

AND MY PERSONAL FAVORITE:

"He was informed we were attending an essential oil conference. The day after we checked in we were asked not to use them in the basement due to the hosts sensitivities."

Ok. No. Mmm-mmm.

First of all, USE AN APOSTROPHE.

That felt really good. Now I know why you guys are always doing that to me.

Second, informing me that you were involved in a giant scam after you already booked the place does not make it ok for you to assault me with essential oils in my home.

If someone booked my house and then told me that they were avid hunters, I don't think it would be suddenly ok for them to slaughter a pig in my kitchen.

Third, I DIDN'T FREAKING ASK THEM TO NOT USE THE ESSENTIAL OILS I ASKED THEM TO JUST STOP KILLING ME. The essential oil smell was so strong throughout my whole house within hours of the group arriving that I literally kept having to walk outside because my eyes were burning. I legit was having problems breathing in my own house.

I seriously thought that there had been an explosion and everyone downstairs was going to be dead and I would have to start selling all of the essential oils they left in the basement to make enough money to ship their bodies home (and get a champagne pink convertible!). 

At no point did I say these very reasonable words: "please stop using essential oils in my house."

I said, "the smells are really overpowering so could you please try to tone it down a little."

AND I WAS EVEN SMILING WHEN I SAID IT AND I COMPLIMENTED THEIR HAIR.

When you pay substantially less money than you would pay a hotel to go stay in a much larger space that includes free parking, free wifi, access to a large kitchen, access to a yard and large patio, and access to the world's cutest puppy, you might have to accept that there are the tiniest house rules that you may want to follow in order to not be a complete inconsiderate jerk to the person whose home you are staying in.

Everyone else gets this. I had a guy apologize to me for sneezing once. I DIDN'T EVEN HEAR THE SNEEZE.

And I even see this as a two-way street. For the entire week these women stayed with me, I tip-toed, refused to turn on music or TV (I SACRIFICED TV FOR THEM) and repeatedly asked them if there was anything I could do to make their visit in my town and home better.

Besides that one old lady who kept yelling up the stairs to ask me to bring her ice cream, they just acted annoyed at the question and refused to answer it.

The point is, they are staying in someone's house. Where that someone lives. With a very cute puppy. THIS puppy.


So, yeah. There might be a bottle of oatmeal organic pet shampoo that Skylar spent way too much on but insisted that it was better for Duncan's "delicate skin" sitting in the large newly-remodeled basement shower. Just like you might leave two dozen empty bottles of your essential oils products all over the bathroom floor. The difference between the two things though, of course, is that DUNCAN'S PET SHAMPOO ACTUALLY WORKS.

And I'm sorry that my carpet was not to your liking. I should have included that in the description of the house: "carpet in the basement is not new and may not be to the liking of people who cannot be pleased."

But the thing I'm most sorry for? The part for which I take full responsibility?

I am sooooooooooooooooooooo (you know that I mean it because of all the o's) sorry that there are parking laws in my city that don't allow you to leave your car exactly wherever you want and whenever you want. I'm sorry that during the day, you had to park on a side street that is 100 feet away from my house because the parking directly in front of my house is one-hour during the middle of the day. Please forgive me for not having the laws changed so you could avoid occasionally walking 100 extra feet in the perfectly nice weather. And I'm sorry that I basically stopped you from being able to use unicorn lilac endurance oil to help you have the strength for the journey.

In sum, I still don't know if essential oils actually do anything other than make my house smell like that time I danced in a puddle in my great grandpa's backyard when I was ten and then found out later that it was his pee and he also dried apricots out there. But I do know that I'm setting my Airbnb price for $6,000 a night during the week of the next revival.

~It Just Gets Stranger

34 comments:

  1. Don't set it that high!!! We need more EO posts! This is hysterical. I think those oils are making them crazy! Who does this?! Ugh. You're still a better person than me. I could not put up with that. There would have been Duncan gifts all over that place while they were gone.

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  2. You truly should research all the different essential oil retreat/conference/whatevers so you can mark on your calendar to not rent out your place AND avoid all public transportation AND make sure you're not sharing any venues with them.

    What did you write in your airbnb review of them???

    (It really does feel good to correct the grammar/usage mistakes, doesn't it?)

    I hope you're able to watch some TV and breathe clean air in your home this week.

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  3. Did you leave them reviews too? I've only used AirBNB once but I know the hosts reviewed me as a customer. It sounds like you definitely need to do this to warn potential hosts about their behavior and the oils!

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    1. I did leave them a perfectly polite review. You can't see one another's reviews until both parties have left one.

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    2. By "perfectly polite" I hope you mean it only included a few swear words (and only mild ones) instead of making the entire thing the equivalent of a middle finger (not that we know what any of those mean!)

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    3. You realize that a polite review in light of what you've written may cause future AirBnB renters to not know what horrors they are signing up for in the future? ;)

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  4. *dabs urine/apricot EO on wrists* .....still waiting on that ice cream, young man....

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  5. The sneezer was probably Canadian. We're that nice. 😊

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    1. He was actually Hawaiian. Which is the like the Canada of the Pacific.

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  6. Is there an option on Airbnb where you can stipulate that you won't allow cult members to stay in your house? Because from what I've seen, essential oils are essentially (see what I did there?) a cult.

    Or would that be considered religious descrimination...?

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    1. May I be so bold to suggest that ALL MLM type companies are not only scams, but often fall into the cult category as well?

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  7. Some people's children. They're ridiculous.

    Good thing they weren't here this week so you didn't have to give up the premiere of Survivor!

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  8. Eli! I'm not going to tell you how stalker-y I had to get, but I found your review of her. You are too nice for your own good. But your hair looks great, so it's niceness must be rubbing off on your personality.

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    1. You need to share that link!!!

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    2. As someone who once tried to find him and then gave up because it was too hard, I'm super impressed!

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  9. OMG, I know you suffered greatly but it was worth it because these posts are GOLD. I fully expect "The Oils Awaken" to follow!

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    1. #winner for continuing the Star Wars theme.

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  10. I’ve been thinking about this post today - because it’s much more productive than actually working - and there is a silver lining to their review: maybe it will deter future essential oilers from booking your house!

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  11. I've never wanted to rent out a Stranger's basement as badly as I do right now. If only to write a glowing review that contradicts every single one of Crazy Lady's complaint.

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    1. Seriously though, let's make this happen.

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    2. I live in Logan so it's only an hour and a half drive away, but I'd have to find a dog sitter for my dog first, which will take approximately 3 years. Even though all I would do in Salt Lake is get a massage from my friend Kassie and buy a huge box of Ruby Snap cookies and then sit in Eli's basement binge eating all of them. My weekend getaway goals are kind of sad.

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  12. Is anyone else holding their breath for a small-world moment in the blog comments (like that one time the daughter of the polygamous dentist chimed in)??

    Seriously though Eli, I hope you can breathe this week!! The next time one of these things rolls around you should write a brilliantly hilarious bit in your air bnb description about how you have a scent allergy so all soaps, shampoos, lotions, perfumes, air fresheners, and scented candles have to pass a smell evaluation by Duncan before being allowed within the home.

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    1. Can you share the link to that post??

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    2. http://www.itjustgetsstranger.com/2014/02/the-dentist-picture.html

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    3. Being allergic to scents is totally a thing too! One of my aunts is allergic to scents, and actually has to wear a mask in public. I triple check myself every time I go visit her to make sure I don't have any scented lotions/perfumes/body wash/etc.

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    4. Do yourself a favor and go back and read that post. Do NOT skip to the bottom and just read the comments. To get the full effect you must read the the post and then the following comments In Order... The feeling in the pit of your stomach once you reach the "daughter comment" will take you back to your 14 yr old self being scolded for taking a joke too far (it wasn't even your own joke in the first place.. it was the other cheerleaders and all of the social rules at the time imitated excerpts of Mean Girls) Anyway.. that feeling. Comedic gold in hindsight.

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    5. I never went back and read additional comments on that post so I never saw the daughter's comment - I'm DYING right now!

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  13. What is EVEN the point of being a lawyer if you aren't going to accommodate your guests by changing the laws?!

    Ugh Eli, so selfish! But your hair is fabulous so I forgive you.

    Also this woman has probably been banned from hotels and isn't allowed to stay with friends or family if this is how she behaves.

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  14. wooooooooow. these people are literally the worst. i always knew EO crowd looked a lil crazy but wow....

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  15. This whole thing was next level sass and I love it

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  16. Ok, this is a perfect example of your recent maturity. There was no mention of the Q of C. This would have been a perfect time to unleash the Q of C on someone, or for her/him/it to unite with you to fight this evil.

    Also, this is Leotrix and Tammi level. This warrants the return of bad Photoshopping.

    I legit feel like your AirBNB space better have word blocks and a snuggie randomly placed.

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  17. Sounds like someone needs a 'grow the heck up' essential oil. I can't believe they left you a review like that. Rude!

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  18. I was thinking of you yesterday while watching General Conference. It's clear that M. Russell Ballard must be a Stranger because he pretty much condemned Essential Oils People from the pulpit to the entire world. So there ya go!

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