Power Package

Now, I've already vented a lot about my stupid work transportation issues, but the problem still exists.
I've been renting cars for two months now. And after getting a minivan (seriously, I am not a minivan person and vow NEVER to own one) I asked the rental people how to go about getting a nice little car rather than the Mormon Mom mobile. They provided me with inside information - make sure the reservation says "intermediate" and all will be well. And just in case that doesn't work, I flirt incessantly with the one rental boy so he will notice I am not a minivan woman and give me the fabulous cars I deserve.
NOT SO today! The flirt boy wasn't around, so I was stuck with some other random guy who doesn't even crack a smile. As I proceed to my rental I ask if there is cruise control - nope. I ask for a different car with cruise control, stating I had to drive over 300 miles. Not a single car in the parking lot (ok, there were only six) had cruise control. I was annoyed, and I made my annoyance known. The random guy said, "at least you got power windows". WOW! I was so happy I almost started jumping up and down - because really how many times on the freeway do I need to roll down the windows.