I spent the next 7 nights in a beautiful resort for not a lot of money. It was one of those deals where if you pay for two nights and agree to listen to a bunch of sharks attempting to **** you into signing your name on a contract you can't ever get out of, called a Time-share, you could stay for 5 nights.
Let's just say that the sharks did not like me very much at the seminar to screw me over. They must have thrown 5 different sharks at me, high pressure sales tactics, with the last shark being an incredibly beautiful female that I wasn't supposed to be able to resist. She didn't know what to say when I pointed out in their contract all the reasons this is a piss poor deal.
Seminar over, thanks for the opportunity to get ****** over with that contract, I think I'll go enjoy the week in this resort on your dime!
And that I did, lounged around the pool, drank myself nearly to death, got fresh rubber installed, smoked a bunch of dope, went out to dinner with the old flame and got my dance on, a nice vacation from my vacation.