I must preface this by saying that I did not catch the entire story, nor the context, so I may have my facts wrong. But the other day in the airport I heard a woman describe how she had to throw herself at someone's mercy, who graciously put her up in a room that they use for employees. It was huge room with two bathrooms. And it was filled with snacks, awesome snacks, which they refilled every day. I can only assume that she was blissfully draining the honor bar every evening, on someone's gracious dime.
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