"I'm here to pick up my car."
"Great. Where are you driving?"
"Wow, that's very far away! In fact, that's an 800 mile round trip from here. You probably want a big peppy car to get you there, something with six or eight cylinders!"
"Um, NO I freaking DO NOT. I want the car with the best gas mileage. That's why I reserved the ECONOMY car a month ago. I am not driving an Impala to Utah and back."
"Very well sir, here are your keys! Take shuttle A to the lot to pick it up!"
I'll be forwarding my $180 gas bill to Budget....... &$%$*#@%s.
It wasn't even peppy, it was a slug. I would probably have complained less if they'd given me a Corvette convertible. But this is about as bad as it could get, short of being a Winnebago.