1. Lingering memories from an awesome weekend out of town
2. Catching up with my Grandma (and discussing a potential visit next month)
3. Sipping on a new IPA
I discovered last week that a hotel charge that had not been listed on my final bill at checkout – a baggage storage charge totalling over $100, mind you – had finally posted to my account. I say ‘finally’ because, although I had been given a receipt for the charge when the luggage was delivered it to me, I hadn’t accepted the charges/signed the receipt and it could not be found in any records of the charges made to my room (which I was so nervous about, I had diligently questioned the front desk about twice during my stay). Regardless of whether or not the charge was ‘fair’ (it wasn’t), I was pretty perturbed to see it suddenly appear on my credit card statement almost a month after my hotel stay.
Do not fret, faithful readers, I have a happy ending to the story: it only took a about a half hour of my time talking it over with the hotel’s billing department to get them to remove the charge and restore my satisfaction and pleasant demeanor.
A simple reminder that you can’t always get what you need unless you ask for it.
…is one where you can get to the Pacific Coast from downtown via public transit in about a half hour