Customer = Right (Cheaptickets.com Saga Update)
Let me start by pointing out something I feel I must. If you are a reader of this blog, listen to me on the radio or have seen a show you know that I do not bite my tongue. I also do not give praise just because something benefits me. The following account is a rarity these days, a positive costumer service experience. Had my gripe been resolved but I still felt wronged I would say so and definitely not relent in slamming Cheaptickets.com. Know that. Also let me add that the reason this showed up on their radar was because of the emailing, tweeting, facebook updating and blogging that we all did. This goes to show that the pen is mightier than the sword… especially if the pen is shaved down to a fine point designed for stabbing. I’ll address and idea I have at the end of this blog but please, read the account of what happened and know that we can all come out on top in these type of situations.
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Why You Should Not Book With Cheaptickets.com
Please share this with everyone you know who travels.
I’m normally one to look at myself before passing blame on a company, but if you’re planning on booking travel do yourself a favor and DO NOT use CHEAPTICKETS.COM. Admittedly when hearing the name I was a little unsure of the service, now I have no doubt in my mind that they are crooks. I’m warning you, if you book from them you do so with a high percentage of getting ripped off.
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Cashmere Toilet Paper!? (Am I Dreaming??)
Now, if you have listened to me on the air or ever been in a conversation about money and bathroom needs (which is pretty much every conversation I have) you know what my ultimate goal in life is. For those who are unaware when and yes I say WHEN I become filthy rich I will have a huge mansion that I will live in. Behind that huge mansion in the backyard will be an even huger mansion, but I will not live in this one. Nope, all that this mansion will hold will be a toilet. It will be multiple bedrooms, have a huge chandelier, marble staircase… the works. It will have no furniture, no paintings on the walls and no tables of any sort. The only thing resembling furniture in it will be a toilet, right in the middle. That’s it. An enormous house for a single, solitary toilet (with a magazine rack next to it of course). That is how rich I plan on being, that I can purchase a multi-million dollar house solely used for taking poops. In due time kiddies, in due time.
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