Also not high on the skills list at the Jones house? Reading fine print.
After I posted last week about our priceline adventure, I couldn’t let go of the fact that we had missed such a GREAT DEAL! I called the Welks, and they told me, sorry, no, they couldn’t change anything about my reservation. I was fairly devastated (a word which here means that I couldn’t quit calling my husband and pestering him about it all – yes, we listened to Lemony Snicket as read by Tim Curry during the car ride)
An hour later, when I still couldn’t let it go, I went back to the Welk website, and this time read the tiny letters down at the bottom that say the price is per person.
Oh. Yeah. That would make a difference.
The crazy thing is, I was elated. I don’t mind paying for overpriced theme park tickets, as long as I couldn’t have gotten them way cheaper someplace else…
wasn’t this guy on a “schoolhouse rock” episode? he looks so familiar…”i’m just a bill”, perhaps?
that was one of my favorites – that and “lolly, lolly, lolly, get your adverbs here”