I can’t remember a week like this, where every small thing that can go wrong continues to do so. The latest was a casual e-mail from JustFly saying “your itineray has changed,” but when I opened it up, it seemed to want me to buy travel insurance. But off to the left, I could click on “Itinerary” and noticed that my 1:30 pm flight on Friday now said 1:30 am. Double-checked my reservation and no, I didn’t get that wrong. But that’s a pretty big change!
So I tried their CHAT help which, of course, didn’t work and then called an 800 number. “Your wait time may be as long as 25 minutes.” So I gritted my teeth, put the terrible music on as low as I could and hour and ten minutes later, it was still playing. Left it on while I showered and when I got out of the shower, noticed I didn’t hear it. Ran in towel to the back of the house just in time to hear the voice of the man in India who said, “Oh yes, that flight was cancelled. You can either leave on the 15th(tomorrow) or the 17th(too late to meet the group in Ghana).” Really? Is that so? (Different tone that the previous post!!) I quickly opted for the 15th, which now left me 24 hours less than I expected to get ready for and pack for the trip.
No sooner had I hung up that I ran to the Apple Store, where the new operating system that I had been downloading so I can actually get Word on the new/used computer a friend gifted me had 7 more hours left. My new Genius Bar friend said that they would finish the process and I could pick it up when they open at 10:30 tomorrow morning. Which means on the way to the airport for my 1:30 flight with all digits crossed that it all worked and the computer is actually ready for me to use. If not, I’m taking the old clunky one with the external keyboard in the car with me as a back up. Well, that should be interesting.
First World problems all, but hey, it happens to be the world I’m living in and need to navigate it much more smoothly to get through each day. But now so happily on the way to the “Third” World, to a culture that actually lives on the planet earth in their bodies and celebrates life with song, dance and music instead of machines. I am so ready to break this cycle of techno-abuse.
Wish me luck.
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