A sweatshirt over Hawaiian GOOD MORNING!!! to you all! Yup, cold enough to cover the Hawaiian with a sweatshirt. There is no way that this winter will EVER end!
Technically Talkin Tuesday Ed-vise today. Cause it’s TUESDAY…Technically!
I get made fun of because I like to use the paper ticket when it comes to flying. Especially since the Progressive Insurance commercial about becoming your parents came out where the paper ticket was proof of turning into my parents.
I like to check in at the airport. Not the curbside. Right to the front desk. Using the kiosk terminal isn’t a challenge anymore and I can even put the little sticker on my luggage correctly.
I go to security with my paper ticket wrapped inside my passport. Handing it over to security who checks it and into the scanner I go.
At the gate, I break out my passport from my breast pocket. My ticket is wrapped on the outside with the barcode facing out so I can quickly scan it. No problems.
I watch people use their phones to go through these processes. Fine. That’s their prerogative. It is what FREEDOM looks like!
It was on a recent flight that I put the numbers together to validate why I will ALWAYS use a paper ticket.
See, if there is ever a problem with the phone thing, and you cannot get on the flight because it won’t scan, guess what? The problem lies with you. The airlines will say it is “Your Phone Issue” or “You Failed to Download” whatever you were supposed or “there was an update on the software that YOU did not download.” The problem will sit with YOU. And, it will be upon YOU to fix it.
By using a paper ticket, should a problem arise, the problem will be on the airlines. I use THEIR kiosk to that prints a ticket from THEIR printer. That ticket scans on THEIR scanner. If their is a problem, THEY will need to fix it because I used THEIR equipment 100%.
It might sound a bit conspiracy oriented but, Technically Talkin, if you use your stuff to work with their system, and it does not work, it is YOUR problem.
I’m just saying
That’s it for today. Take care of yourselves. Check in on each other and remember if you remove the fifth month of your calendars, you will be…DIS-MAYED! HAHAHAHAHA…no May Flowers!