Well, there's an understatement. Thanks to the pandemic that bucket list Hawaii visit has been canceled twice. Okay, I get it. I don't need to be running around contracting and spreading germs until we get this thing under control. Happily, my other half and I will soon be vaccinated and ready to at least fly home from sunny CA to WA.
And this is where the rub comes. A certain airline that shall remain nameless just sent us an email telling us that our travel plans have changed and they will be flying us out hours earlier than what we originally contracted for. If I wanted to get up with the birdies I'd grow feathers.
I think this company needs to reword these little announcements. Don't tell me my plans have changed. They have remained the same. Instead say: We've changed our plans and we are now going to mess up yours. That's the truth.
Is this airline going to hear from me? You bet as I checked on line and found there are other options actually closer to our scheduled flight departure. Before this day is over there will be changes made and little Sheila will not be paying for those changes. So there.
Okay, that's the end of the rant. In the eternal scheme of things this is not even as big as a grain of sand. So if I do have to greet the birds I guess I'll do so.
But I'm not goin' down without a fight.