Rude, fat woman at the front desk, checking out. Her two rude, fat little girls had been rude the whole week of their stay. Turns and says, "Not even going to thank me, eh?"
Lanky boy at the desk considers her for a moment before replying, "Thank you for leaving."
Rude, fat woman turns purple, stomps away.
This is what happens when you own a monopoly of beachfront property in downtown La Jolla. The owners' attitude is, "Take no shit from anyone. If they complain, throw them out. Someone else will rent the room."
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