posted on Oct, 26 2006 @ 11:57 AM
I am an employee at one of the most overlooked paranormal hot spots in the U.S. Maybe many of you are aware of the Hotel del Coronado in San Diego.
There are over 1000 employees and many of them have accounts of thier own.
Many wish to share them, many don't. Mine are not isolated incidents, I was seriously "spooked" and was considering counseling, but believe it or
not there is an "unspoken" ,"support group" of employees that meet regularly to discuss these things. Nowadays, I consider it comical almost...But
I first started over summer working as a "cabana-boy", getting towels and drinks for the guests at the pool. One of my first encounters was with a
friend we'll call 'P". "P" and I were closing up shift around 11:00 pm and restocking towels, both of us were carrying towels which obstructed
our view (head high). "P" was probably 5 yards down the corridor behind me when I physically felt myself being pushed from behind (which we
occasionally have done to one another).
I fell hard, towels unfolded everywhere, I was pissed and yelled: "Hey @#$!% what's with checkin' me bro ?" I looked expecting to see "P"
standing over me, but nonetheless he was still about 5 yards behind me, a dumbfounded look on his face and gut wrenching uneasiness in my stomach. I
had my "cherry popped" as we call it. It happened one more time when I was completely alone. (not fun).
After the incident, I had over the months experienced smaller, cliche' occurences, feelings of being watched, sudden panic and cold chills (in 90
degree weather you say?) in one area of the garden, I had felt an overwhelming sense of grief. I have seen things that were "there one minute and
gone the next". Most popular amongst the employees is what we call "the brush" ( the feeling of a hand swiftly caressing an appendage, or nape of
the neck, etc. )
Summer has since winded down, and I have moved into another department. I pay close attention to the pool which was once busy, that now in it's
slumber reveals some odd things. I work in the bar now and have developed a new relationship with another juvenille- minded spirit who seems to have a
fondness for "hiding" coasters and spilling peanuts. Last week I was "locked" in the liquor pantry (which oddly enough HAS no lock). Late at night
when our shift ends and we close down, the smell of cigars (which are not permitted) permeates the room.
I could go on but this would turn into an autobiography, and you in turn would be bored. I am new to ATS and wanted to share my experiences with some
of you members who might have your own. I used to be a serious skeptic and doubted the sanity of those with claims of this matter. I am now amongst
you who do....
If you're ever in San Diego, Hotel del Coronado...who knows you might just run into me.... or better yet, "something" else.