| I don't often get the shits with people. I really don't.
Today is an exception, mes amis.
Travel agents are a buncha wankers. Fecken money grubbing gits.
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This is how I normally get my airfare:
I'm no Sultan of Brunei. I shop around, I scour all the available deals, specials, cheap tickets via whatever means available to me. Then I head for a Flightcentre (the Aust McDonald's of travelshops), they have this "promise" to beat an airfare offered by their competitors. It slashes the price, not significantly, but being a cheapskate as anybody would be, I'll take anything ... dontcha worry. This saving could well mean a week's supply of espresso at my local café. So who gives a shit if I had to beg for them to do me a "favour". A bargain is a bargain.
The sales person I usually speak with is away, on holiday for three weeks, said the girl.
-Oh okay maybe you could help me.
Turned out she was this "great salesperson". Seeing the airfare I was after was heavily discounted, she wasn't that keen to book it for me. Came up with all sorts of fecken excuses.
Oooh, you can't just book. With this fare we need the payment straightaway and have the ticket issued.
-I may need to alter the dates. The conditions seem allow it.
Ooh, I gotta check if you could change the travel dates without penalty.
Ooooh, I can't guarantee they'll allow it.
What fucken ever. yersofullofcrap.
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And you know what's worse. If I hadn't come up with a competitor's offer, they woulda slug me with the best priced ticket somewhere +$500 more dear and they reckon, they would try to convince me, look me in they eye, and dare fuckin tell me «it's the best airfare we could find for you» ...
Howz that ! C..nts
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