Now, dahrlings, I can assess the value of a diamond minus depreciation and the relative cost ratio of husbandry benefits from ten feet away, even with a couple of vodkas under my belt. But ask me to work out the â€˜flexiâ€™ add-ons my client has to pay (assuming, Iâ€™ve figured out the fare), which ones are and arenâ€™t commissionable, the overhead for collecting and returning surcharges, and Iâ€™m back in grade school frozen at the blackboard.
Iâ€™m already expected to be a mind-reader, a nurse-maid, confidant, geography whiz, a meteorologist, wardrobe advisor, and now a calculus major. And all this nonsense is so that the opening price can appear really really inconsequential. Puhlease. Itâ€™s like wearing 3 pairs of spanks to hide the extra twenty pounds youâ€™ve gained. Honey, youâ€™re still a chunky price tag.
Technology was supposed to streamline travel. All itâ€™s done is make airlines and suppliers invent asinine work-arounds that shove the problem into our laps. Iâ€™d like to shove a few work-arounds up their assets, if you know what I mean. Tag a few add-ons to their tails. Flexi-whip that unruly pricing into shape.