Filed under: General Peevery | Tags: airlines, annoying, booking code, drive me up the wall, grating, kayak.com, mother, nervous breakdown, peeve, pet peeves, sarcastic, travel, travel agency, vent
My mother calls me at 8:30 this morning, returning my call from yesterday afternoon about possibly going to dinner and watching a movie at my house. In addition to being perpetually late, my mother is also plagued by phone issues (even though we just got her a new phone), including random delayed relays that cause her messages to conveniently not get through until she’s ready to return your call, and sporadic episodes of shutting down and “dying” whenever she doesn’t want to talk to people. I’m writing the blog of peeves, my mother is writing the book of excuses. It’s actually a twelve-volume set.
So, this morning she calls me and says, “Well, I really want to go to New York in July, so can you look online and get me a ticket?” Apparently, I am the only person on the face of the Earth that knows how to use Kayak.com. My mother works for the government and is on the computer all day. But, I’m “the only one who can ever find those great deals.” Just ask my sister and my ex-husband. They do the same exact thing to me. If anyone is going anywhere in my family, I am the one planning it. I have to find the fare, get the card numbers, send the confirmation codes, re-send the confirmation codes, organize the pick-ups, and heaven forbid something goes wrong with the airline… it’s me they’re calling to bitch out.
I am opening my own travel agency: P2 Travel. I will help you get where you are going, as long as I don’t have to go with you. When you do go, I’m borrowing Mom’s phone so that when your flight gets delayed, you can’t find your gate, or you just don’t know which color rental car to choose, it will magically “die” and I won’t have to deal with you. Oh, and by the way, it’s a one-way ticket. Your booking confirmation code is: DIY 41 FFS (do it yourself for once, for f… well, you get the point).
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