[Keith H. Thompson]

but my favorite Motel 6 story is I'm trying to check in at a facility in Michigan with a reservation and find myself in a line of about six. It gets confusing at this point, but for some reason credit cards could not be accepted. Cash only, which many people do not carry, of course. Some guys simply leave. Line moves very slowly, then stops altogether when the clerk says -- "I don't have any change, I'll have to go across the street to get some." (true story) And did so. When he came back, I told him to cancel my reservation, left and slept in my station wagon overnight.