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BeSeenGirl (BSG)'s fianc� was working in Seattle. As a small little vacation, she thought it would be neat if she went down to visit him for several days. Everything was planned. Her plane was to leave at 4pm, and arrive in Seattle by 8. The Fianc� had booked a trendy/fancy restaurant, and they would start her brief getaway with a nice intimate and no doubt romatic dinner.

Being cheap, errr.... monetary conscious, she decided that instead of springing $20 for an airport taxi service, she would take the bus there. However, since she was on contract work, she wanted to be there as late as possible before having to catch her flight. In her mind, leaving at 2:30pm for the bus would be best.

At 2:20ish, she asked a co-worker to give her a ride to the bus stop; which was literally a minute drive from her work place. But being that she was dressed to the nines with lugage in tow, it would be more convenient than taking a 5 minute walk to the nearest stop. Afterall, she was in a white dress with 4 inch pumps, I can't imagine it being comfortable walking in those.

As the car neared the bus stop, there was a cop stationed on a side street. Fearing for a ticket, (I believe there's a certain distance from a traffic light where you can't just stop) her co-worker decided it was better to drive further down to let her off. Unfortunately, for the next 10 minutes, there was no driveway or sidestreets to turn into, and because the main road was busy, no U-turn was possible.

BSG was finally dropped off, and the story should have ended there, but when the co-worker had returned to the office for ten minutes, BSG called. "I think I missed the bus, could you please find me a taxi service's number?"

While the co-worker looked for a number, the bus came. "Nevermind," said BSG. "The bus is here. Thanks, bye." And with that, she hung up.

The story should have ended here, but it didn't. At 4:20pm, BSG called her co-worker. "I missed my flight!! I got off at terminal 3, and my plane was at terminal 2. I had to walk all the way over!! So I now have no choice but to pay an extra $160 to get on the next flight."

Let us recap the math. To save a lousy twenty bucks, she spent an extra One Hundred and Sixty Dollars to get on a flight which would not arrive until 12:30 Seattle local time. Which of course, also meant their nice little dinner was cancelled.

So what's the moral of the story?

....Sometimes you have to spend money to save time. posted by losir at 1:22 AM