Find The Boots

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Rental Car Woes

Sunday, February 25, 2007

No, nothing was filthy, and while it was the WORST car I've ever driven that wasn't actually broken (Buick Lacrosse), that is not the point of this post.

So I figured that if I got downstairs at 6:20am and headed to the airport that I would make my airplane easily. At six I called downstairs for my car, hopped in the shower, and was dressed and downstairs at 6:15.

Yes, I dress like a man, no hair product, etc, etc.

Anyway, the valet didn't have the car out. He looked at my tix, poked around the keys, asked for my name, poked around the keys. He got his manager, they looked at my tix and asked my name and poked around the keys.

Then they brought me a Lacrosse. Not mine.

I described the stuff on the front seat and he went and found the car.

No keys anywhere. The valet lost my keys.

So I hopped the shuttle after they promised to "take care of it with Avis."

I can't wait.

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Update: they found the keys that morning (somewhere) and took the car back, even filled the tank. I got a FedEx on Saturday with all my stuff in it, along with a (hilariously mis-spelled) note apologizing for the problem(s).

Labels: Rental Car Hotel

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Find The Boots

An executive goes on a business trip. When he arrives, it's raining cats and dogs. To avoid ruining his shoes, he purchases a pair of galoshes for $15, which he expenses under "Misc." on his expense report. A week later, the accounting department rejects his expense report, with a post-it note that says that the company does not reimburse for items of clothing. The next trip, the executive turns in an expense report without the galoshes, but with a post-it note that says "FIND THE BOOTS!".