… you start effing with me in a most heinous way. I am, of course, referring to Priceline.com and my most recent experience with them.
After checking the Southwest flights back in April ($229/OW from Dallas to SF), I decided that I would save money if I booked my flight to SF with Priceline. After battling with the internal guilt of leaving Matt and the boys for so long, I decided I was going to leave Thursday and try to come back on Monday. I put in a ton of different bids, different days… they would offer me something that I wanted and then “Oops! Sorry, that flight doesn’t exist.” Well then why did you offer it to me?!?!
Sigh. And then, after three days of bidding, “Congratulations! Your offer was accepted!” Hmm? What? I couldn’t even remember what offer I put in. $300. Crap. Wednesday departure. Doh! And then the good news. I fly to Oakland instead of SFO via Salt Lake City (wwwhhhaaa?) at 6am. Um, excuse me. Did you say 6am? Yes, Jessielah. We said 6am. On both flights. Getting up early is good for you. Also, since you’re flying on a Nickle and Dime you airlines, you get to pay an extra $25 each way for (how did Delta put this) an Excessive Baggage Fee. Excessive Baggage? Wait. I’m pretty sure I had one checked bag. They’re making me sounds like I’m friking Kim Kardashian. Excessive baggage. Psshaw. Including taxes, I’ll have spent almost $400. For that price I could have flown Southwest, checked two bags, and gotten points towards a free flight. Sigh.
Lesson learned: 1. Buy your tickets in advance and 2. Always be on your guard when dealing with Priceline. They’re waiting for you to get upset and frustrated and overbid.