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Even after explaining the situation thrice, the women of moderate intelligence staffing the customer help desk was still unable to grasp why we were returning our out of date newspaper. We demanded to see the chairman, she offered us the supervisor. A haggling process began: we eventually steeled on the manager. As we steadied ourselves in the familiar surroundings of his office, we overheard him making a phone call, either to his security or the police. Sensing time was short, we elected to accept his first offer of compensation. Triumphantly bearing the remuneration for our parking fee, we departed feeling vigorous/virile.