Backing up
@JudgingYou and that excellent summary of shitty trip to Orlando, with
The Blountville Story, as told by Charlie O'Hay, the most enlightened man ever to live.
Charlie has a lovely tendency to demonize the American South. He loves it when terrible storms or natural disasters tear up swathes of the South, even though the people who suffer the most when such things happen are the impoverished people of color he pretends to have solidarity with (Cecily has without sarcasm or irony has referred to her and Charlie as being part of the East Coast liberal elite).
But when he and Cecily drove to that Type A Conference in 2009, they couldn't afford it, yet took Tori along for the ride because why not? They ran out of money because Cecily didn't understand how debit cards and hotel holds work and only found this out when they stopped for gas and their card was declined. Confronted with this bump in the road, the two adults then decided it was time to shine, to show the world was the Kellogg-O'Hay duo was made of, and they overcame this unexpected snag with grace and dignity.
Hahaha, yeah fuck that, they behaved like absolute pieces of shit.
Charlie, being a lazy grifter did what grifters do - he immediately started panhandling. He spent his last five bucks buying Tori, a toddler at the time, fast food and still needed gas money so O'Hay held out his O'Hat and asked strangers to chip in. But never fear - even as Charlie begged for spare change, he didn't lose his sense of unearned superiority. When Charlie was panhandling in a fast food restaurant parking lot for enough money get gas, he couldn't help but mock the people he talked to. He was in Blountville, TN and one girl he spoke to pronounced it "Blunt-veal." He speculated as to when the last time a black person was lynched there, because the South does nothing but kill people of color.
And what was Cecily doing as her useless husband mocked the locals? Why, she was screaming and crying and having a complete meltdown in the parking lot as she demanded the hotel and bank release her money. But as she did this, she also
immediately took to Twitter and begged friends for help. Because that's what's Twitter is for - to fund her fat ass because she's too dumb to understand basic things like hotels putting holds on credit and debit cards. But mostly Cecily just screamed and cried and cursed, causing a scene, until Tori became afraid and started to cry, too.
At least it prepared Tori for the emotionally savage trip to see the Mouse in Florida, where they again ran out of money and had to beg and beg to get back home.