ILM is a Nifty Little Airport...the Ladies at the Avis Counter...Not so much
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My client in Myrtle Beach asked me to fly into Wilmington instead of Myrtle Beach to save a couple of hundres bucks. No big deal for me. I like driving.
After a three hour layover in Atlanta I get into Wilmington around 7 and it's raining. I head to the Avis counter and nicely ask "Is there a Preferred window outside?" The lady was helping another customer but had turned around to look for something. I thought it was an okay thing to ask. Appartently not. Instead of saying "I'm sorry there isn't a Preferred window outside, you'll have to wait here" she said "I will be with YOU in a minute". When my minute came she got me my car using as few words as possible. I was still friendly. As I was leaving the counter I asked "Where are the cars?". It was at that minute the Avis lady saw her opening. This was her chance to really stick it to me. How dare I ask if there was a Preferred Window outside? She cooly says "When you go out the doors take a left and the cars are in a lot all by themselves". So I followed her instructions. In the rain I walked all the way to the little lot by itself. When I got there I found out it was the employees parking lot. The rent car lot was to the right. Soaked and steamed all at the same time, I wandered around looking for the rent car lot. I felt like Steve Martin from the movie Planes, Trains and Automobiles. But instead of going back inside to complain like Steve. I asked somebody in another lot where the rent cars were and went on my way. I think I'm learning constraint in my old age.