A brief rant before I board my flight to Buffalo.
If I were a Catholic granny, I’d use the word “miffed,” but since I’m not a Catholic granny, I’m going to use the word pissed.
This is going to sound so bratty, but I’m putting it out there anyway. I’m flying United. I never fly United. I ALWAYS fly Southwest because the flights from Tampa to Buffalo are direct and cheap. For this trip home (for Ro’s bridal shower) I booked through Travelocity because MANY MOONS ago I signed up for a Travelocity MasterCard thinking I’d accumulate enough points to circle the globe twice.
Wrong. Over the course of four years I barely amassed enough points to get from Tampa to Miami — until I transferred my Discover balance and earned a $100 credit toward one Travelocity flight, which is a pittance considering the people at Travelocity MasterCard duped me into signing up for this card. I would have never signed up if I knew there was a $30 annual fee.
$30 annual fee x 4 years = $120. So technically today’s NON-DIRECT UNITED flight cost me an additional $20.
Now, want to hear something even more irritating?
I didn’t want to check luggage. I like to travel light. (Most of the time.) So I shipped a box of stuff to my parent’s house. It cost me $25, but took a load off my back, so to say. I was so proud of this calculation that I called Ro last night to BRAG about it..
“WHAT? YOU’RE NOT CHECKING A BAG?”
“Nope. I like to travel light.”
She was right.
This morning, the kind folks at United informed me that my tiny suitcase was too cumbersome to carry on. Irked, I wheeled it back to the check-in counter, where I was promptly charged $25 for it.
$30 annual fee x four years + $25 USPS shipping + $25 luggage fee = $170.
Oh right. Plus the cost of the flight: $220.
Even more aggravating, we’ve since boarded and I’m sitting next to a woman whose carry-on luggage is bigger than mine and currently shoved into the overhead compartment. Lucky bitch.
PS. Do not EVER sign up for a Travelocity MasterCard. It’s a sham.