Oh My God, You Are Wrong

My boss is dictating and comparing our winter home, the Savoy Hotel in Miami Beach (eek! Whereabouts!) to a Southern Plantation.

Ladies and gentlemen of the Nabokovian jury, I present to you:

savoyThe Savoy

and…

southernplantationa typical “Southern Plantation,” retrieved from GoogleImages.  (What else?)

I tried to tell him numerous times that he’s wrong, wrong, wrong, but nobody listens to me. I’m like Rodney Dangerfield.

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