I got here safe and sound. The weather was gorgeous for the entire drive -- I saw each of the three amazing mountains between TVPNM and here clearly. What a view! The drive was uneventful, except for picking up the car, which went something like this:
Me: "Hi, I'm here to pick up my rental"
Car Lady: "Credit Card."
Me: "OK, here's the card I reserved it with"
CL: "This is a debit card"
Me: "No, it's a checkcard...it can be used as a credit card, no problem...you don't have to put in a pin number or anything"
CL: "It's a debit card"
Me: "No, it's fine...every single other place on the planet accepts it as a credit card"
CL: "Listen, if you want to use this you can go down to Other Car Rental Place, they take debit cards"
Me: "Seriously, the website where I reserved the car took this card. It didn't say anything about needing another card"
CL: (looks me up and down and clearly can sniff the overwhelming stench of consumerism all over me) "So, you're saying you don't have another credit card you can use????"
Me: "THAT'S NOT THE POINT! I rented a car from you, off your website, with this card...and it didn't say I couldn't use it, and now I'm here and you're saying something different!"
CL: "If you would like to go to Other Car Rental Place...."
Me: "Damnit. Here's another credit card"
CL: "Thank you. Please have a nice day and drive safe"
I KNOW she was crossing her fingers under the "Customer Service" counter when she said it too. Apparently "customer service" actually means, drive customers away by being a shrewish bitch even when being assaulted with nothing but kindness and the voice of reason (I'm the voice of reason part by the way, not the bitch part...just wanna keep that straight).
I also spent some time in the car listening to a lot of music I haven't pulled out of the CD case in a while...and coming up with All-Star lists in my head...like the Best R&B Songs To Listen To While Driving All-Star List, and The Best Songs That Don't Go Together Very Well But Are Still Good To Listen To While Driving List. Once I get some sleep and recover from 7 hours of white-line fever through the mountains, I will be posting my feverishly brilliant thoughts. Probably by tomorrow they will seem more like feebly sad and somewhat scary in a disjointed "why doesn't that girl get some sleep" way...but whatever.
So, it's the first day of the rest of my long vacation. Hooray. I'm striking a blow to productive (read: employed) law students everywhere. We'll see who's laughing when I'm unemployed and can't pay off my student loans and have to beg for Diet Coke money in the streets...hey, wait....
*Real Genius. Which you all know is my favorite movie. I realize it has nothing to do with this post, but I like this quote. And I just feel like having it up. So there ya go.
