So Frustrated with Southwest

I don't usually fly Southwest.  I have status with Delta which doesn't really get me much, but being able to book exit row seats or even Economy Comfort and go through the first class security lane is enough to choose Delta over others even if it's not the cheapest.

I've flown Southwest three times this year which is a lot.  The first flight was during the winter where I flew into PHL and my flight was cancelled on the return leg due to weather.  Usually it's not a problem... with other airlines.  To Southwest's credit, I did get a notification the day before saying my flight was cancelled due to weather.  The email had very clear instructions on what to do.  I rebooked online and the process was easy.  What sucked was that I couldn't leave until Wednesday... I was supposed to fly out Monday.  So why did I have to stay an extra day and half?  Because Southwest only rebooks you on other Southwest flights whereas other airlines will put you on their competitors which is infinitely better than having to take extra days off work with no compensation for the delay!

The second flight was a short one to San Jose and while uneventful, I still hate Southwest because the boarding process sucks.  They pride themselves on their no assigned seat model, but when they don't enforce their own rules about saving seats, then what's the fucking point?

The third time is occurring as we speak.  I'm flying to SLC via Las Vegas.  Well, I was!  My flight was delayed due to a mechanical issue and I would miss my connection.  None of this is enough to hate Southwest because it happens to every airline.  It's how they handle it is what frustrates me.  Not only do they rebook you at the gate and doesn't give a phone option like Delta does, but you also run into the same problem as the first flight.  My first option was to take the flight to Vegas and arrive in SLC at midnight.  My original flight got in at 1:10 pm.  No thanks.  The second option was to fly THE NEXT DAY.  I'm going for a clinic which starts tonight and ends Saturday afternoon.  I would arrive in SLC at 4 pm.  Kinda defeats the purpose of going.  However, I was "lucky" to get another flight which someone else had cancelled, so I'll get into SLC at 11:15!!!!  with an 8 hour layover in Phoenix.

I don't know.  I feel cheated.  Yes, they are getting me to my destination and yes, I got a voucher for wasting 12 hours of my time, but there has got to be a better system.

I'm just fed up.  I don't think I'll fly Southwest again unless it's to use up my voucher.

Souvenir cups

I'm totally sold that the overpriced souvenir cups are the only souvenirs worth buying at shows.

For example, Newsies souvenir cup:





This $7 cup was by far the best item compared to the $20 mug which just said newsies in newspaper type font or ugly rehired or useless key chains or even more overpriced magnets. I even got a beverage out of it.

Example #2





Britney Spears show in Vegas. Her shit ain't cheap and so I bought this cup which is actually pretty sturdy for $15 and that's without the alcoholic beverage that would come with it at full price. Similar type overpriced ugly merchandise.

These cups may be mass produced and poor quality, but I'd rather pay a few bucks for these than overpay for something I would only use for a few months.

Maybe the ultimate lesson is not to give into any impulse purchases and save my money!

Scary movies are not for me

On the drive home from Disneyland for the hubster's birthday, I decided to play a modified version of Heads Up with him while he drove. I would give clues and do all the flipping while he drove. The category was movies and the clue was Friday the 13th.

As you might know, I cannot watch scary movies or even suspenseful movies. At home, I get up and leave the room or hide around the corner or make up some stupid reason to leave or have a random desire to sort through the mail or load the dishwasher. Anyway, our little game went like this:

Me: Freddy Krueger
Hubster: nightmare on elm street
Me (thinking): hmmm wrong horror movie franchise
Me: Michael Meyers
Hubster: Halloween
Me (thinking): wtf, how many horror franchises are there?!?!
Me: Jason
Hubster: Friday the 13th
Me: yes, finally

And then I burst out laughing for about 10 minutes. How do I know the antagonist for all these horror movies, but can't place them in their correct franchises.

Still no desire to watch any of them

He means well

The hubster is getting over a nasty viral infection. He doesn't like to be cold at night which usually isn't a problem except it's been really hot lately. He come home late last night after I went to bed and turned off the overhead fan which is fine. I woke up in the middle of the night with a nightmare which always happens when I overheat and he offers to open up the blinds a bit more to let more air circulate. That would be fine and dandy if the window was actually open!!!!

Two burns, one sentence

My hubster is an ass!

I was re-watching some videos of the Britney show on my phone and during one of the clips, the hubster goes "Someone near you can't sing". And I say "It's probably me".

And then he says "it can't be you. You don't know that many words!"

So not only does he think I'm a bad singer. I also don't know lyrics.

I want a divorce!