Being an Airbnb Host Is the Worst Job on Earth!
“Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt,” my phone buzzed 13 times, as the guest who had just checked into my Airbnb sent me as many pictures. A dent on a closet door, a rip in the corner of a rug, a pencil mark on the wall, a chipped fireplace tile, and a pool stick with a worn tip.
Why did he send me these pictures? What did he want?