First, an oldie from Paul Revere & The Raiders.
I used to travel a lot, and I would have to call and make all my own reservations. Usually, I’d call a travel agent and have them set everything up, and usually everything was fine. This one week, though, I set up a trip, leaving on Sunday, returning on Friday, with a car and hotel at my destination. It was one of those weeks where I had to go to the office on a Saturday to turn in my paperwork and pick up my tickets to leave Sunday. I didn’t want to spend my afternoon at the office, so I left my paperwork in my manager’s mailbox, grabbed the tickets from my mailbox and tossed them in my briefcase, and left.
The next day, I got to the airport, stand in line for twenty minutes and stand in line for twenty minutes or so. When it’s my turn, I go to the agent and give her the tickets.
She looks at them for a minute and asks, “Where are you going?”
“Minneapolis.” (I’m not sure if that was the destination, but I went there a lot, so let’s go with it.)
“Well, not according to this.” She hands me back my ticket. One look told me I was in trouble. While my travel agent booked my car and hotel in Minneapolis, she got the flight arrangements backward. She had booked the flight on Sunday to leave from Minneapolis to Chicago, and the one on Friday to return to Minneapolis from Chicago.
Fortunately, this was in the freewheeling days before airlines charged to change arrangements. I had to fly out later than I had expected, but at least the tickets I had were for the right itinerary. I asked the agent if they could take the travel agent’s commission. She just laughed. Needless to say, I had words with my travel agent on Monday morning.
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