My current mood is somewhere between mad, pissed off, frustrated and exhausted.
All I want to do it arrive home, but dark forces has conspired against me. It works like this:
- I got a ticket both ways to London, and I left to London quite happily, taking the train to the airport. At that point things started going horribly wrong. An idiot has suicided on the train trucks, leading to about 2 hours of delays, which, naturally, caused me to miss my flight. We will leave that aside and just point out that I somehow managed to get to London without being late to my course the next morning.
- That is when I heard that since I was a no show for the outgoing flight, the airline cancelled my flight back. I had to order a new one, but because I was busy actually doing the course, I asked the company to order that for me.
- They did, and I went to the airport quite satisfied, except that on arrival, the stupid machine told me that my booking is invalid, which is the point that I discovered that the ticket was ordered on Ayende Rahien. Unfortunately, legally speaking, that guy doesn’t exists. The airline was quite insistent that they can’t put me on board with the different name. And they made me buy a new ticket.
That was the point (after I paid for the same bloody seat for the third time) that they told me that they oversold the flight, and that they put me on waiting list.
I tried to explain that they could use the second ticket that I bought, and just give me the same seat, but they told me that they already sold that to someone else.
I am currently waiting to hear whatever I’ll get to go home tonight or not.
Oren Eini (because being Ayende is currently dangerous, given my mood)