London, Paris, and Rome, here we come...and other stuff
I don't know how many points that you get on the stress scale when you have to deal with overseas travel (with teenagers), graduation, and theft of personal property in 48 hours. I've talked more on the phone with strangers in the past two days than I have probably in my whole life. I've learned how to cancel a flight, beg to get a flight rescheduled, file a police report, navigate through lots of phone menus. I've talked to more people in Mass. than live in my hometown.
One bright element in all the incredibly crazy drama of the past three days is the incredible people who are working in public service of some of the companies I've had to deal with, canceling my cards, trying to help Tommie Lea get her passport, and even the sheriff's deputy.
Twana, from Delta, who rescheduled Tommie Lea's flight with us, after the wonderful unknown FedEx driver showed up with her passport at 10:00 (apparently somebody was watching for the package); almost every real credit card person who helped me cancel my cards (especially the Sears rep); the Alltel guy, Chris, who helped me turn my phone off, even though my SS number didn't match what he had on file. The sheriff's deputy, who for once didn't argue what side of the County Line I was on at school very late on Friday night.The only exception was at Citibank, who I still can't convince I have a card with them. My former boss, the state representative, who was still trying to get Tommie Lea's passport late Friday night.
Lots of other people have been so compassionate. The former student who called when he came in possession of my car keys (and offered to bring them to me). The kids who've said such nice things when they've heard about the theft. All my flist friends who've been so kind.
I now have to finish packing and get ready for the flight tomorrow. Anybody have any ideas of something out of the way fun in London, Paris or Rome??
One bright element in all the incredibly crazy drama of the past three days is the incredible people who are working in public service of some of the companies I've had to deal with, canceling my cards, trying to help Tommie Lea get her passport, and even the sheriff's deputy.
Twana, from Delta, who rescheduled Tommie Lea's flight with us, after the wonderful unknown FedEx driver showed up with her passport at 10:00 (apparently somebody was watching for the package); almost every real credit card person who helped me cancel my cards (especially the Sears rep); the Alltel guy, Chris, who helped me turn my phone off, even though my SS number didn't match what he had on file. The sheriff's deputy, who for once didn't argue what side of the County Line I was on at school very late on Friday night.The only exception was at Citibank, who I still can't convince I have a card with them. My former boss, the state representative, who was still trying to get Tommie Lea's passport late Friday night.
Lots of other people have been so compassionate. The former student who called when he came in possession of my car keys (and offered to bring them to me). The kids who've said such nice things when they've heard about the theft. All my flist friends who've been so kind.
I now have to finish packing and get ready for the flight tomorrow. Anybody have any ideas of something out of the way fun in London, Paris or Rome??