I. Hate. Airlines.
Wait, doesn't everybody? Aren't they the bane of modern existence? Does anyone enjoy them or do we all just wax nostalgic for the days when they served food and everyone got dressed up (and people could smoke on them and stewardesses were fired or hired depending on their looks... wait, maybe they've always been awful?)
I'm flying out for my grandmother's memorial service the last weekend in July (and a sincere thank you to all the kinds words from you folk. I really appreciate it. Really, Really.) This has been my last 2 days:
- Book a ticket at a somewhat reasonable price for somewhat reasonable times.
- Amos has to check with work before he can buy one.
- A day later, Amos is ready to purchase.
- Tickets on my flights have jumped up $250.
- I call a representative, he says something about supply and demand. I take that to mean price gouging and collusion. I took Business 101, I know what that means.
- Cancel my first ticket, which is fee-free if you do it within 24 hours of purchase. That's so common sense smart, I can hardly believe the airlines allow it.
- Look for and book another ticket, this time for two people, at slightly higher and slightly more unreasonable times. Our 12 hour flight from Seattle to Kansas City is a red-eye with a long layover in O'Hare.
- Get a early morning call from my dear aunt and mom, who let's me know - while telling me not to worry - that my red-eye lands the wrong day. I need to get in Friday morning, not Saturday.
- I get online and cancel tickets number two and three.
- I start looking for tickets four and five.
- Returning home at 1AM. Two red-eye flights within a 72 hour span.
- I check non-discounted tickets.
- Normal, direct flights.
- Mucho Dinero.
- Aunt and Mom say book it. 3 1/2 hours travel time compared to over 10 hours each way. It's family. It's important. To quote my gramps, "Money not spent is wasted." They will help. It will be okay.
- I buy the tickets.
- They overnight a check.
- Until then, I have $32 in my bank account.
I. Hate. Airplanes.
But, I do love my family. So I keep buying the damn things.