True story: On a previous visit to L.A. I arrived at 1:30 a.m. on a weeknight. Off to the Hertz (Hurts!) counter to get a car. 35 minutes in line. Lady rents me a car. It's in spot 63 just outside, have a nice day she says. I walk outside, no car. I look around for it. No car. I walk back in, wait another 20 minutes, and then get to the lady and she asks "was the car not there?" Actually, ma'am it was. I though it would be fun to walk around the parking lot for a while then come back here and stand in line. Dumbass. She deserves a beatdown.