It was all very kind of JetBlue. And now I get to go home this weekend, take a trip with my mom, and rest before the pit of despair that will be my Qualifying Exam, so that I can continue on with some more years of schooling. And learn the difference between A and P.
They say these are the best (Scottish)(Public Health)(academic) years of my life...
Thursday, May 24, 2012
A&P
I am sharing this for no grander purpose than to give credit to the good people at JetBlue Airways. As far as stories go, this isn't that exciting. Sure, it involved a screw up on my behalf (buying a ticket for 7PM instead of 7AM), which in turn ruined a family trip, which involved a lot of phone calls and rescheduling on everyone's part, but in my defense, the letters A and P look very similar. And I have messed up in more spectacular fashions before. In fact, my struggle to make sense of the printed word gets me into trouble almost daily. But this story is special because JetBlue flew in for the rescue. They read my story of how I messed up because I booked the ticket while preparing for finals and the trip was meant as a nice short time with the family (and my 5 year reunion!) before I sink into the pit of despair that will be my Qualifying Exam, and they had compassion. They helped me get on an earlier flight. Without charge. Without putting me on hold. Without making me go through hoops. Because there was no way I could afford the normal ticket changing process.
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