I would hope you wouldn't be upgraded just because your being a jerk.
Complaining about a problem is not being a jerk.
Having that problem resolved isn't pixie dust, it's *having a problem resolved*.
Pixie dust is something extra being given for no reason other than the computer tells them to, the room is out of commission (but they never tell you THAT...they tell you that you're getting something fun), or the CM wants to and can do it.
I was not there, but they way the story was told to me, it sounded ridiculous, and more like what OP is talking about.
It obviously didn't sound ridiculous, however, to the GR person that handled the problem. And that's all that matters. I'm quite sure the CMs know very well how to say "no" in nice ways. So if they are saying "we can do this for you" then that's what they are saying.
OP, if you're ever given a room that's totally unacceptable, you'll see the difference. Like if you check into a 2 bedroom that's so incredibly moldy or mildewy (as I mentioned on another thread, I get a whiff of it and lose sense of smell and then it's hard for me to even think, so I don't know the difference) that you can't think straight, you'll likely need to get resolution for that one. In our case, we were *offered* a Grand Villa for that one. But moving to the GV involved waiting another day. Because my husband was relying on me to help with this, and I was busy being curled up in a fetal position on the pillows of the bed because that's where I landed as my reaction set in, he chose to not move to another 2 bedroom that night and then we turned down the GV and just moved to another 2 bedroom the next day. We wanted what we should get; a CLEAN room that wasn't on the brink of sending me to the hospital.
They did give us a bit of a room credit. Then when it took two hours to set up charging so we could GET that room credit, they gave us a bit more. It hardly felt like pixie dust when DH was spending 2 hours of sunshine trying to get this taken care of. It hardly felt like pixie dust that I was so sick that night and my aunt, cousin, and cousin's daughter (cousin once removed?) all got sick as well because we're all canaries in coal mines. There's NOTHING they could have done to make those resolutions feel like pixie dust (though I wish we'd gone the GV route, just to see IF that could have done it).