I really wanted to have a good experience with Airbnb. Really. The concept is simple enough: rent out a room in a “host’s” home and save considerably over the cost of a hotel room. Unfortunately, my first (and last) reservation with Airbnb has risen to the top of the list of the worst customer service experiences this quinquagenarian has ever seen. I accepted a new position with a software company in Tampa with the hopes of relocating my wife (and our dog, Lucy) sometime in the first quarter of 2017. Unfortunately, President Trump issued an Executive Order that implements a hiring freeze for all non-medical employees of the Veteran’s Administration, my wife’s employer. Since her move was postponed, my employer has graciously allowed me to return to North Carolina every 2-3 weeks. Because this situation is no fault of my employer, I am responsible for my housing while in Tampa.
It’s only natural that I would look for the least expensive roof to put over my head. My philosophy is that for the majority of the time I’m under the roof, my eyes will be closed, so my decorative expectations are low. I started by searching for a no-tell motel near the office. It turns out most motels in downtown Tampa double as retail crack and prostitution outlets. Who knew? The chain hotels, including the long-term suites, are just outrageously expensive. I resigned to the idea that the least expensive route was probably going to involve a shared property or roommate.
Enter Airbnb. I searched the site and discovered that not all of the listings are for roommates. Some listings were for entire homes and apartments. Others are homes that are set up like European hostels with digital bedroom door locks and shared common areas. I was optimistic as I inquired about several properties. One of the first hosts to get back to me were “Chris and Loni” who listed a “Luxury Private Room” in the Ybor City neighborhood of Tampa. Chris and Loni don’t live in this Ybor City house, but it appears as though they recently purchased it and have set it up as a hostel. I have driven through Ybor many times and it appeared that parts of it were being redeveloped. Other parts seemed to have not come around yet. Naturally, one of my concerns was the safety of the neighborhood. Before I made the reservation I asked about safety. They responded: “I can assure you this is a safe and friendly neighborhood.” I accepted their assurance and made the reservation.
After a nine-hour drive last Sunday, I started to approach Chris and Loni’s “luxury private room.” The first thing I noticed was the dilapidated houses, overgrown yards and then… there they were. Plain as day. Practitioners of the world’s oldest profession, approaching slow moving cars within 100 yards of Chris and Loni’s hostel. I continued down the street and past the little blue house, until the street dead ended at train tracks. To Chris and Loni’s credit, their house appeared to be the nicest one on the street. People were relaxing on their porches and in folding chairs and milk crates on their lawns. Many of them sipping on beverages wrapped in brown paper bags. I decided that it was probably best for this unarmed, white male driving a Prius, not to get out of the car. I found a McDonald’s, called the Airbnb customer service number, and expressed my safety concerns. The agent on the other end of the line offered to contact Chris and Loni and request a refund. About twenty minutes later, I received a text from the hosts that read: “This is a last-minute cancellation and we will not offer a discount. You’re welcome to cancel and address this with Airbnb.”
This text was followed by responses defending the safety of the neighborhood. I have been addressing this issue with Airbnb for four days now. Here’s a synopsis of my Airbnb customer service experience:
Sunday, February 19, Afternoon – after those texts from the hosts rejected my request for a refund, I called Airbnb customer service. After being on hold for 25 minutes, I finally spoke to “Miriam” and presented my case. She offered to contact the hosts and attempt to negotiate a resolution. Later on the same day, I received a phone call from Miriam indicating that she had not been able to reach the hosts.
Sunday, February 19, Evening – I booked and checked into another (more expensive and safer) place I found on Craigslist, called Airbnb, and asked to speak to a supervisor. I spoke to “Billy” who offered to open a resolution case. He suggested that I cancel the reservation, so that the dates would be made available to rent to someone else, thereby giving Airbnb more leverage to negotiate with the hosts. I promptly canceled the reservation. I am also told that my case manager, Miriam, will be off until Wednesday, but Billy was going to assign it to someone else.
Monday, February 20, Morning – I do as Billy suggested and covered all bases by going online and opening a resolution case with Airbnb. I submit crime statistics for the neighbor that show the area is 52% more unsafe than any other Tampa neighborhood. No communication from Airbnb.
Tuesday, February 21 – I contact Airbnb to determine the status of my request. I’m told that they have not yet received a response from the hosts. I tweet my frustrations to Airbnb and its CEO. I get a response indicating a case manager will be in touch shortly.
Wednesday, February 22, Morning – Miriam calls to tell me that the hosts have not responded to both email and telephone calls.
Wednesday, February 22, Evening – No more communication by 6:00 PM. I tweet: “Day 4 of no resolution and no refund from Airbnb or slumlord “host” Brian Chesky probably spends my $300 on bottle of wine at dinner tonight.” Shortly thereafter I receive a call from Miriam indicating that the owners had responded to resolution case with additional BS about their neighborhood being safe and refusing to offer any refund or compromise. She tells me that “safety” is not among the hosting standards of Airbnb and it is my word against the owners about crime. I suggest they review the crime statistics I sent. She tells me that I will not be getting a refund or even a partial refund. I go on a rant and asked to speak to a supervisor who can make a decision. Miriam tells me that supervisors don’t talk to customers and that they are only there to guide her.
My gasket is blown. It’s not enough money to sue over. My credit card company says it may or may not allow me to challenge the charge. The paperwork is extensive, has to be notarized, and may take 30 days to get an answer. This morning I sit here, for the first time in my life, contemplating contacting one of several Tampa-area consumer reporters who I’m sure would love to take on Airbnb. Does anybody have Keith Morrison’s cell phone number?
Feel badly for the bad A BnB experience. Especially since I am a 5 star host in Ybor City.
Guess it’s best to pay attention to all the reviews,,but in your case there were none.
My first guest raved so that he eventually returned and since I have only had 5 stars…imagine that??? In Ybor City.
completely agree with Mark Beard.
First of all your post is beautifuly written. Unfortunately if you had done your research before you booked as you did to support your claim
“I submit crime statistics for the neighbor that show the area is 52% more unsafe than any other Tampa neighborhood. No communication from Airbnb”
You would not have booked this particular Airbnb property. Also “safety” is subjective. Recently I stayed in Spanish Harlem and my American friends thought I was crazy. We had an amazing time and never felt unsafe once. I’m sorry you had a bad experience but please don’t right off Airbnb it’s an amazing experience, both as a host and as a traveler.
I see it this way. You rented a place as cheap as chips. Expecting the best You drive by and shoot glances at the locals in the cheap neighbourhood. Without entering the property you view through your nose you deem it to be undafe for you. You cannot afford a 5 star hotel so you make it Airbnb’s problem. Grow up and take responsibility. Stop having champagne tastes with cool drink income.
Unfortunately it is ‘Buyer Beware’ when either being a Guest or Host on Airbnb.
Airbnb does not ‘police’ their listings, Hosts or Guests. That is where the biggest problem comes in. Airbnb makes their ‘pitch’ that they are a “full-service, we are there for you” kind of company, but the reality of the matter is they really ARE merely not much more than a Yellow Pages for Hosts & Guests to come together. They have NO idea beyond a ‘listing’ created on their site as to WHAT or WHERE they are renting their homes. And they are proving that they are not ABLE to handle the backlash that this has created.
Same with Guests, they have no REAL information on their Guests – so they verify their phone numbers (and as I responded in another reply – one Guest had the verification number of a local bar in their town. When I complained to Airbnb they responded that if they ‘called the number and was able to speak with the person representing themselves’ then it is considered ‘verified’. And with the FB verification – well, my CAT has a FB page.)
The sharing platform is a beautiful idea – it really is. But I personally think it is out of it’s time. Maybe 50 yrs ago this might have worked. It’s only working now because it is something NEW, but as we all can see – it is quickly unraveling around the edges. Having dealt with housing rentals for the past 20+ years – my company and others in my industry are watching a decline in the overall quality of many people in general. The mentality of folks taking care of properties has been sliding down a slippery slope. And in retaliation we are seeing a surge of ‘slum properties’ being offered as homeowners are just ‘sick & tired’ of having their homes ‘battered’. They are giving up, doing as little as possible and the wheel turns round and round.
Hotels, B&B’s, Real Vacation Properties – most are regulated and a Guest can usually be assured that there will be some sort of standards adhered to – and if not, a Governing Body is usually not very far behind to assist in any wrong doings. Airbnb believes they are above all that and that whatever Joe behind the desk says, goes. And when Joe is finished he shuts down his computer and goes home to have dinner with his family. Catch Joe on a good day and he might make you whole – otherwise if someone pees in his cheerios that morning – you will be the benefactor of how Joe is feeling in the moment.
In closing – save yourself any additional grief. From now on, go to a hotel, B&B or work with one of the more REPUTABLE home listing sites. The ones where the Hosts have to PAY for the privilege of sharing their homes with the world.
Good luck friend~