there may not be wind, but there will surely be hold music...�
I'm about dern near ready to scream! I've spent the entirety of my afternoon trying to fight with/struggle/accomplish some sort of semblance of travel plans for 3 of us to get to and from Duluth at the end of October... for a training.
the hotel reservations went awfully smoothly in comparison to the sincere chaos that was the whole plane tickets thang (still in the works, mind you)
from the misery of decision over whether to stick out the whole conference and arrive home at an ungodly hour vs. skipping out semi-early and arriving at a happy time! onto the mess of the system wanting to charge me vs. accepting the business credit card, on to finally figuring out that our credit limit on this spankin' new card is a miserable amount that wont even cover our tickets! all this after a good hour of this dreadful same scrappy song playing over and over again in my ear, only to be sporadically interrupted by an annoying female voice reiterating "thank you for holding", honestly faking you out everytime... giving you this false glimmer of hope that your waiting time was over! *sigh*
