We had just left Kissimmee Florida very early in the morning and had driven until about 8 or 8:30 and when we got to Selma we were exhausted so we pulled into The Masters Inn as it looked on the outside like a pretty good motel to spend the night. We rented the room and the desk clerk was very nice to us and gave us a smoking room that I had requested. I wanted a cup of Coffee so we went over to the the coffee shop and had coffee. By that time I was so sleepy that we decided to go to our room and go to bed. I was horrified with the room. I am a smoker but I had never in my life seen so my burnt cigerette marks (at least fifty) on a nasty dirty carpet. I did not even take my shoes off. Then we turned down the bed and was horrified at the stained sheets that had been put on the bed. We were so tired that I told my husband that I refuse to sleep on those sheets. We wounded up sleeping on top of the bedspread. When I got up in the morning, my husband then told me about some young teen boy knocking on our door at 1:30 am and he had told him to go away. When I got up the next morning it was even worse than I expected as the exhaust fan in the bathroom was hanging out of the wall. This had to be the worse room I have ever been into in my life and you can rest assured I will never go back to that motel.
- Masters Hotel Smithfield
