"Oooh! You rented a car! How fascinating!" Stick with me, gentle penguinians, this story is about to get crazy.
So I go to pick up the car, and Mrs. Hertz (not her real name) clearly was not ready for me. I did make the reservation only last night, but generally Hertz doesn't need much lead time to get me what I need, so I was a little worried when she said, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Work! We've sold out of full-size cars for the weekend. Um... I'll be right back." She went out, and I saw her checking on one of the cars in the lot, and then she walked back to the counter. She was anxiously sucking air through her teeth, like someone who is watching someone else running full-speed into a brick wall. My anxiety ratcheted up a few notches.
"Would that one be okay?"
Scroll down to see what I got stuck with instead of the full-sized car I asked for...
"...........Yes. Yes, that will be acceptable."
We are off in the morning!
Tomorrow, ADVENTURE!! :)