Brenda Olsen stood a little impatiently in line while waiting to register and get a key to her room. "Finally," she muttered under her breath, "my turn!" "How may I help you?" the ditsy looking blonde behind the counter asked brightly. Brenda was about to give the woman a zinger but thought better of it and replied, "Olsen, Brenda Olsen, I have a reservation for three nights." "Uhhhhhh let me see," the blonde said while punching in her name on the reservations computer terminal. "Hmmmmm, I don't find it here, let me check one more place........." Brenda nervously tapped her foot...
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