Happily worked my way to our pretty pretty Changi Airport Terminal 2, Row 12, for check in at the Malaysia Airlines counter for my butt-numbing 15 hour flight to AMSTERDAM! WOOT WOOT!
And of course, drama enthuses!
Girl at Counter (G@C) : Hi Wendy, MAS would like to wish you a happy birthday in advance!
Me: (GLeeefully happy! with images of champagne and free gifts floating around my head) Thank yoU!
G@C: Let me just check for you, window or aisle?
Me: Did my luggage go over?
G@C: No, only 40 kg.
Me: Phew.
G@C: You know that your connecting flight to amsterdam is not confirmed? You are only on standby?
Me: (internal and external) SCREAM!!!! Sayang!Don't give me a hEart Attack like that!
G@C: yes it's a very full flight and you're only on standby
Me: What? what do you mean I'm only on standby? I don't have a seat?
*FRET FRET*
G@C: Why don't you take a seat? I will make some calls and figure it out for you.
I crawl back into one of those stupid plastic chairs at the airport, then i whip out Green Peas. Called my travel agent frantically, and yelled:"THEY SAY THAT MY FLIGHT IS NOT CONFIRMED? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT DO THEY MEAN? I CAN"T BLEIVE THIS?! I PAID UP 1 MONTH AGO!???! I BOOKED 2 MoNTHS AGOOOO!!!!!!"
More yelling and shouting enthuses...then the agent said...let me speak to the counter girl. Judging by the looks of the G@C, I think the agent was a veritable bitch to talk to. I'm so happy she squirmed. How dare she scare me like that. So more yelling later, a DISSATISFIED agent demanded to talk to the manager in charge. More yelling I'm sure, happened on the other line.
YAY! The girl assures me...
I have a seat..on MH16! Bound for Amsterdam.
buuuttt..
she didn't tell me...I would be SQUUUUSWHED between Faaat, Weight...Elderly people..the entired blardy 13 hours....
Congratulations, Wendy Tan, You've booked yourself a place on a flight home for a bunch of elderly (note, farting/nose picking/burping/beer-gulping..hence frequently peeing) touring Asia.
I wished one of them had a heart attack. At least I would have had some breathing room.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
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