After getting off a red eye, Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe was my anthem. I was greeted by the manager that was clearly disgruntled yelling HALLOWWWWWWW in other words hurry up, and I let her have it cause she was rude as all hell. She then yelled back "Das was what I didn't say, don't put words in my mouff". It was 6 a.m yea I get it but it doesn't give you the green light to act like a fool. What kind of southern hospitality was this ? I was nearly about to throw something at her.