There's an H.E.B. Grocery Superstore right behind the hotel. Not to mention potbellys, tilted kilt as well as Japanese. The van would take us anywhere in town if you were nice. The ball park also had concessions and the hotel would throw in tix occasionally.

The beer well...you work for Mesa and Mesa management doesn't even have to ruin that one. Mesa quality control let you down on that end. Have you seen the way these flight attendants get around the sauce after work? They'd borderline bottle hooch from some free sh*t somebody threw away with a juice pack if needed. They'd do all that just to get a buzz. Then they'd run outside bum cigarette before re-runs of Kardashians and real housewives bleeps them to sleep. Imagine these people around "free" anything.

Mesa was not paying the bill at this property either, FYI. This was confirmed by hotel staff. Mesa had not paid the bill for a couple months. The hotel felt bad doing it, but as a result they started to cut freebies in the lounge.