PrincessTToo
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- May 11, 2003
- Messages
- 159
Stage 1: Denial
My normal morning routine is to let the dog outside so he can chase squirrels, bark at the neighbors and then finally lift his leg. Meanwhile, the kitties and I stay inside and watch the weather on the local morning news show.
Imagine my surprise when I heard the following this morning:
Weather guy on TV: The forecast looks good for the long weekend coming up.
Me: What the heck is he talking about? There is no long weekend coming up.
Weather guy: blah, blah, blah
Me: Hes crazy. He doesnt know what hes talking about. Hes confused.
Weather guy: blah, blah, blah
Me: Im going to Disney this weekend. Theres no long weekend this weekend. I had to take vacation time for this trip.
Weather guy: and on Monday, Martin Luther King Day, the weather will be .
Stage 2: Anger
The kitties looked at me and then looked back at the TV expecting to see football. For the foul words coming out of my mouth are normally reserved for when Im watching the Vikings.
I cant believe I scheduled a trip to WDW over MLK weekend. How could I forget to check the calendar. How could I forget a day reserved to honor a man I deeply admire. The man whose words inspired me as a child in the 60s and still do today. A man whos on my short list of Famous People Id like to Meet in Heaven.
Stage 3: Bargaining
All the way into work I kept trying to come up with some type of alternative plan. My AP expires on the 19th. Maybe if I flew out a day later or stayed a day later. The parks have to clear out after Monday, right? So after I answered my more urgent Emails, I went to the NWA website to find out how much it would cost me to change my flight. After struggling in vain to find a button that said change on my flight reservations screen, I finally gave up. Even if I could change the flight at this late date, I would still have to change my hotel reservation. And I didn't even want to think about what would happen with Magical Express if I changed something this late.
And if I took another day of vacation, then the boss would make me take the laptop with me again and I would have to check Emails and then Id end up working on vacation. And remember, I had to take vacation time for this trip. Im not like the local post office employees who get Monday off. You know the ones. They ran out of Christmas stamps more than a week before Christmas. And theyre out of 2 cent stamps now. (Ouch, now Im slipping back into Anger.)
Stage 4: Acceptance
So I forgot about the post office employees and accepted my fate. As one of my coworkers said a bad day at Disney is better than any day at work. So I worked for a few hours coding programs that actually had change buttons, and then I took a break and checked a few favorite web sites. Mousesavers was announcing that the AP Worst Rate I mean Best Rate program was finally dead. Too late for me but Im happy for this years passholders, I thought while I clicked on the link. Imagine my surprise when I see an AP discount code for the dates Im going to be at WDW. And then imagine me slipping back into
Stage 2: Anger (again)
I flashed back to when I had booked this trip. It was Christmas weekend and I had decided to take just one more short AP trip before my pass expired. Even though I had happily used DU for the last umpteen trips, I thought that I could do it all by myself this time. I remember thinking well, there wont be any discounts this late and I wont need any ADRs because the parks will be empty. So I booked everything directly through the Disney website. I didnt even go through the AP site.
So fast forward to lunch today where I run back home and grab all my reservation paperwork and get on the phone with Disney. You know the phone number, the one you have to pay for. But I wouldnt have had to pay for it if I had booked through DU. And my wonderful DU agent would have known about the AP discount and she would have called as soon as it was available. And she would have reminded me that I was trying to go to WDW over MLK weekend. And I wouldn't have had to have this conversation with Disney:
Me: I hear there is an AP discount for the same days as my reservation.
Disney: (After making me repeat all my reservation information in great detail and then a long pause while she looks up the information and then a long pause while she searches for discounts) Im sorry the only discount available at the Boardwalk is for the Grand Suite.
Me: (hysterical laughing) That doesnt save me much money, does it?
I had her check the BCV and there were no AP discounts available there either. My mind was racing through a list of the other Deluxe resorts when I finally decided to give up and go back to
Stage 4: Acceptance
I thanked the Disney CM and then went back to work. I have finally accepted the fact that I am an idiot.
My normal morning routine is to let the dog outside so he can chase squirrels, bark at the neighbors and then finally lift his leg. Meanwhile, the kitties and I stay inside and watch the weather on the local morning news show.
Imagine my surprise when I heard the following this morning:
Weather guy on TV: The forecast looks good for the long weekend coming up.
Me: What the heck is he talking about? There is no long weekend coming up.
Weather guy: blah, blah, blah
Me: Hes crazy. He doesnt know what hes talking about. Hes confused.
Weather guy: blah, blah, blah
Me: Im going to Disney this weekend. Theres no long weekend this weekend. I had to take vacation time for this trip.
Weather guy: and on Monday, Martin Luther King Day, the weather will be .
Stage 2: Anger
The kitties looked at me and then looked back at the TV expecting to see football. For the foul words coming out of my mouth are normally reserved for when Im watching the Vikings.
I cant believe I scheduled a trip to WDW over MLK weekend. How could I forget to check the calendar. How could I forget a day reserved to honor a man I deeply admire. The man whose words inspired me as a child in the 60s and still do today. A man whos on my short list of Famous People Id like to Meet in Heaven.
Stage 3: Bargaining
All the way into work I kept trying to come up with some type of alternative plan. My AP expires on the 19th. Maybe if I flew out a day later or stayed a day later. The parks have to clear out after Monday, right? So after I answered my more urgent Emails, I went to the NWA website to find out how much it would cost me to change my flight. After struggling in vain to find a button that said change on my flight reservations screen, I finally gave up. Even if I could change the flight at this late date, I would still have to change my hotel reservation. And I didn't even want to think about what would happen with Magical Express if I changed something this late.
And if I took another day of vacation, then the boss would make me take the laptop with me again and I would have to check Emails and then Id end up working on vacation. And remember, I had to take vacation time for this trip. Im not like the local post office employees who get Monday off. You know the ones. They ran out of Christmas stamps more than a week before Christmas. And theyre out of 2 cent stamps now. (Ouch, now Im slipping back into Anger.)
Stage 4: Acceptance
So I forgot about the post office employees and accepted my fate. As one of my coworkers said a bad day at Disney is better than any day at work. So I worked for a few hours coding programs that actually had change buttons, and then I took a break and checked a few favorite web sites. Mousesavers was announcing that the AP Worst Rate I mean Best Rate program was finally dead. Too late for me but Im happy for this years passholders, I thought while I clicked on the link. Imagine my surprise when I see an AP discount code for the dates Im going to be at WDW. And then imagine me slipping back into
Stage 2: Anger (again)
I flashed back to when I had booked this trip. It was Christmas weekend and I had decided to take just one more short AP trip before my pass expired. Even though I had happily used DU for the last umpteen trips, I thought that I could do it all by myself this time. I remember thinking well, there wont be any discounts this late and I wont need any ADRs because the parks will be empty. So I booked everything directly through the Disney website. I didnt even go through the AP site.
So fast forward to lunch today where I run back home and grab all my reservation paperwork and get on the phone with Disney. You know the phone number, the one you have to pay for. But I wouldnt have had to pay for it if I had booked through DU. And my wonderful DU agent would have known about the AP discount and she would have called as soon as it was available. And she would have reminded me that I was trying to go to WDW over MLK weekend. And I wouldn't have had to have this conversation with Disney:
Me: I hear there is an AP discount for the same days as my reservation.
Disney: (After making me repeat all my reservation information in great detail and then a long pause while she looks up the information and then a long pause while she searches for discounts) Im sorry the only discount available at the Boardwalk is for the Grand Suite.
Me: (hysterical laughing) That doesnt save me much money, does it?
I had her check the BCV and there were no AP discounts available there either. My mind was racing through a list of the other Deluxe resorts when I finally decided to give up and go back to
Stage 4: Acceptance
I thanked the Disney CM and then went back to work. I have finally accepted the fact that I am an idiot.
