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Originally Posted by Colonel Flagg
I LOVE it when that happens to me. Usually it's when my credit card is coming up unknown, when I'm reading the numbers slowly right off the MF plastic.  Spelling my name over the phone is always fun, too.
Maybe the moron only found Laguna BEACH and thought that 92653 was an exclusive ZIP code or some such nonsense. |
I went to a hotel in Wisconsin where I guess someone else had just checked in from the same hometown. Total coincidence, I didn't know them, but the desk clerk was really eager to shove their information sheet across the counter...name, credit card number, everything...to see if I recognized them. I found that a little alarming.