I've written
before about how incompetent bureaucrats and admin people irritate me. This
past trip has been a sequence of incompetence followed by idiocy, followed by
downright rudeness. Airline staff that say I'm not on the list, then how come I
have a boarding pass? My visit to the field station I was supposed to stay at
was a prime example. I arrived and they told me that I was not registered and
they have no record of me. If so, how come I can see a key with a sticky note
with my name on on the desk? After having registered in the and jumped through
the various hoops, including phoning the head office in Panama city and meeting
with the station director to fill in paperwork, two days later I checked out
and was told that I wasn't registered, but despite that I owed a $60
registration fee and a charge for a laboratory I never used.
Although, in an
example of travel karma, despite problems an hassles, I got upgraded to first
class on the final leg home and luxuriated in comfort while sipping champagne,
so it could be worse.
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