Unfiltered Story #155111

I work in a small boutique hotel in Australia. We have these lovely handmade soaps in the rooms. They’re presented in a paper bag with all the info about them- all natural product, essential oils, handmade, etc etc. They smell really good. Today a guest admitted to us that he came home drunk last night, and ATE THE SOAPS. He thought they were a nice little slice or something. He only worked it out in the morning when he went to take a shower and there was no soap, and he thought “oh so THAT’S what they were”.