It's simple.....just change the name, really!!

I got the plaintive ‘I’m homesick and I wanna come home, all the freaks here are sending me psycho, book me a flight on your credit card mum’ phone call from my kid in Cambodia about a week ago. Yeah, whatever. :rolleyes:

She’d better bring home some good duty-free stuff then for my troubles. :smiley:

And the troubles. Oy Vey. You want troubles? I got troubles!!

Because I booked the flight, even though it’s issued for her with all of her details (y’know, like *her * name and her passport number and stuff) the flight booking confirmation was sent to ME, with my name on top of the email. And she can’t cross the border back into Thailand (she wants to leave from Bangkok) without an exit flight booking IN HER NAME.

So, being the devoted parent that I am, I rang the airline at 6.00 am when I got the first ‘Oh shit you fucked up mum’ email on Tuesday. I told them the problem, and they assured me they’d send a new confirmation letter out in her name. No worries mate!

Except they didn’t, so Wednesday morning I got on the blower again (much the same time) and tried to explain in Very Simple English what the problem was, and how easily it could be rectified, and they said, no worries mate, she’ll be done as we speak!!

This morning I got another more desperate email from the kid, PLEADING with me (as if I hadn’t already been trying to get things fixed, fuggit!!) to fix it. So, again, even before I’d had a freakin’ coffee, I rang the airline, and again, they’re going to fix it.

I’m still waiting to hear from the kid as to whether THIS time it worked. Why the hell should it be so hard to change an email from: Dear Ms Kam Buckta to Ms Kid Buckta?

Really!! :dubious:

Well, it’s finally fixed! She’s a Happy Little Vegemite and no longer hysterical.

So, folks, the moral to this story is that all you have to do is post your complaint on the SDMB, and it gets righted straight away hahahahahaha.

:smiley:

Heh. Well, it’s good to hear it’s all gooder now. Apparently the Dope has the powers to heal and the powers to get customer service complaints rectified. Those are not powers to trifle with at all!

Don’t forget the power of bacon.

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Your kid’s on a holiday in Cambodia? I’d tell her “that’s tough kid but it’s life”.

It’s been sorta a working holiday of sorts. She started off in Thailand seven months ago, and headed into Cambodia with the intention of travelling through to Vietnam, but never quite got that far. Cambodian culture and people sucked her in, and she got some bar work (not THAT sort of bar work you pervs!!) and teaching English to some junior school kids in Phnom Penh.

Alas, being an Aussie, she gravitated towards the other English speaking peoples who hang out in Cambodia, and many of them (apart from the transient tourists) are freaks, junkies and psychos who landed in Cambodia and have never quite gotten it together to find their way home. They’re mostly Americans with a splattering of Canadians and Irishfolk thrown in.

It just got to the point where she felt that the ‘unreal’ environment was sucking her down into the vortex of despair as well, and it was time to get out.

Glad the kid’s getting out. She’s an adventurous sort, though, and I admire that.

Heh. My postcard from Cambodia said “I’m on Holiday in Cambodia”. I had waited 20 years to be able to write that.

Kambuckta, I’m sort of surprised at your kid’s whining. I would think that anybody spending a lot of time in Cambodia would be a bit thicker skinned.

How so?