Yesterday
I booked, or thought I had booked a weekend away in York. I say thought I had
because that is exactley right. This morning the girl at eh agency where I booked phoned me all apologetic saying that due
to technical problems what she thought were vacant seats on the train wee in
fact not vacant at all. She did comment when I first spoke to her that the website seemed to be experiencing
problems. She was right. Seems as she was looking the website was being updated
and those apparently vacant sets were actually filled. Oh dear how sad, never
mind. I thinks she was expecting me to explode, which of course didn’t. She
offered to search t see if there was somewhere else we could go, but phoned me
just before lunch with the news that she couldn’t find anything.
It
reminded me of when we were on our home from our last trip to the UK. We were
checking in at the airport and the man just happened to comment that that would
be the last we would see of our bags until we got home to NZ. NZ! The check in
girl said, your going to Hong Kong. No
we said we re going via Hong kong to NZ. It was a multi page ticket and she
hadn’t tuned the page. Well, The man was off like a shot to retrieve our
luggage. Fortunately we were traveling with packs which had to go in the
outsize luggage section and had only just been taken off in a trolley rather
than going down the conveyor with the ordinary bags. That done he returned to the check in and the
poor girl behind the counter was so flustered and obviously upset at her mistake
and fully expecting us to tear strips off her . Not even. We hadn’t lived in PNG
for three years for nothing. Hey we said to her, we can still get on the plane, no
harm done, we can still get on the plane. And we did. And she leaned a
valuable lesson to turn the tickets over .
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