Since the delay in Glasgow, I have only had wee pieces of paper with changed times on them. Every person I went to in the airport sent me to another person until I ended up at the ticket desk. She looked at my bits of paper and said there were only seats left in Business Class. Excellent, said I.
How will you be paying, said she!!
I thought it was a gift, said I
Oh no, you HAVE to pay!
WHAT?? But I've already paid.
Oh, didn't realise this was a ticket!
Bleedin Eck. Least they could do is give me an upgrade - I know there are empty seats up there!
Only an hour till I get on the plane and start moving towards The Munro's of the Southern Hemisphere. Put those frozen pizzas away - I'm coming home.
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