Current mood:
amused
I bet my 4 readers are excited that I am working the overnight shifts this week. It means I write in here.. a lot.
So, there actually is a point to my title. This morning, I booked my NYC hotel with hotels.com (over the phone, ironically). It was for this really nice hotel near Times Square. Their price was $236.00, and they only had 3 rooms left at that price. Regular price for the king bed room was like $310.00, and it was a 3.5 star hotel with a 4.1/5 rating by previous guests, so I was like alright, I need to take this deal before it is sold out.
Later in the day, I was playing around on the hotel's website and gushing about how gorgeous it is and how relatively posh it seems. Then, I saw something that said "Lowest Price GUARANTEED!" Naturally curious, I clicked.
It went on to explain that if you find a bookable rate on any other website that beats the price they offer, they will match it. The only restriction it named was that the price MUST be able to be proven and bookable. I checked on hotels.com, and there was 1 room left at the $236.00 price. I thought perhaps I could circumvent the hotels.com fees, so I called the hotel booking line.
I was then told that it was a special promotion by hotels.com and that they can not match $236.00.
Then what the fuck is the point of having a "guarantee"?
Guarantee(noun):
1: something that assures a particular outcome or condition
Guarantee(verb):
1: to promise
2: to make oneself answerable for (something)
...So, I reiterate, what is the point of posting something like that and entitling it a "Guarantee"? Perhaps they should just say, "If you find a better price elsewhere on the web, we will take it into consideration and possibly provide you with a comparable quote."
Just my thoughts on it.
Thoughts on a "man skill"?
Mary Kathryn said that this is something that men do. I think she was mostly joking, but I can't help but wonder.
Every year at Christmas or Erik's birthday, I try to come up with some fantastic plan to do something for him or get something for him that will make him very happy. But then every year at Christmas or his birthday, he gets antsy about the very thing I have unbeknownst to him come up with, and insists he is going to take matters into his own hands.
For example, he wanted an electric razor. He wanted one and decided he wanted one NOW, around Christmas. I had to ask him to wait until Christmas and then he knew I was getting him one, so whatever.
This year, I was going to buy him a nice watch. No worries---he knows now. I was pretty proud of myself for the idea, and I knew he would be happy. It was going to be a complete surprise, as there was no talk about watches anytime in recent history. So anyway, tonight, out of NOWHERE, he starts freaking out about how he wishes he had a nice watch to wear to NYC (hey, me too). I try to ignore it. I started thinking about it and figured I would just get his watch early and give it to him as an early birthday present for NYC. Then he gets out his old Quicksilver semi-OK one that I bought him when I was like, 16? and he was like forget it, I'll just get a buy a battery for this one and wear it. I don't know if I'll stop tomorrow, maybe I will, etc, etc. I was we'll do it after NYC. And he has a shit fit. He wants a watch for NYC. "Can we just shelve this watch idea for now?" "NO! I WANT to know, WHY can't I have a watch to wear in NYC!??!" etc etc. So finally I just geek and yell,
"I WAS GOING TO BUY YOU A FUCKING WATCH FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY!"
...silence.
"You didn't have to tell me, you know. You could have just said, uh huh, OK, I'll take care of it, and I would have let it go."
!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's uncanny, his ability to unveil his birthday plans.
At least he doesn't know everything.
(yet).
Maybe it's just part of my birthday/holiday curse. If you read yesterday's blog about birthdays, perhaps it is just an extension of that curse. Who knows.
Soooo now tomorrow, I am going to run up to Tannersville to see if I can find him a nice watch up there before NYC.
Note to Jenna: No worries, we are still going up there! Except that now they moved freaking MED TRAINING to the 15th instead of the 8th. The day we were going to go. So it seems we may have to rethink this.
My husband is comedic. Tonight, MK and I were briefly discussing clothes, and The Gap, etc. There was this beautiful denim crop jacket from the (red) line that I wanted when we were there on Wednesday (I think it was Wednesday.) Normally $98.00, it was on sale for like $44. It was cute, and I wanted it. I tried it on; it was a tad tight yet, but gorgeous. Erik, however, HATES cropped tops. I don't know what his beef is with them. I'm actually wearing a crop tie-front shirt tonight over a tank top, and he was picking on me for that too. I own a white-denim crop jacket, and he pokes fun at me for that.
So I was complaining to MK about the crop jacket, and he says,
"Do you know why that jacket was half price!?! BECAUSE IT'S HALF A JACKET!!!!"
I nearly died.
The jacket, by the way, is now about $34.00 on gap.com... and he said, "If you really want it, order it."
So I did.
I don't think I have much else to say tonight, thankfully for you all.
Until later.... same bat time, same bat channel....
<3m