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Actual Travel Agent Stories

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Actual Travel Agent Stories 
From a former Washington, D.C. travel agent of over 30  years

* A New Hampshire Congresswoman called to ask for an aisle 
seat so that her hair wouldn't get messed up by being near 
the window. 

* A Candidate's Staffer called, wanting to go to Capetown. I 
started to explain the length of the flight and the passport 
information then she interrupted me with, "I'm not trying to 
make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts." 
Without trying to make her look like the stupid one, I calm- 
ly explained, "Cape Cod is in Massachusetts. Capetown is in 
Africa." Her response? Click. 

* A Senior Vermont Congressman called, furious about a 
Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the 
vacation in Orlando. He said he was expecting an ocean view 
room. I tried to explain that is not possible, since Orlando 
is in the middle of the state. He replied, "Don't lie to me. 
I looked on the map, and Florida is a very thin state!" 

* A Lawmaker's wife asked, "Is it possible to see England 
from Canada?" I said, "No." She said, "But they look so 
close on the map." 

* A Bush cabinet member's aide called and asked if they 
could rent a car in Dallas. When I pulled up the reservation, 
I noticed they had only a 1-hour layover in Dallas. When I 
asked him why he wanted to rent a car, he said, "I heard 
Dallas was a big airport, and we want the car so we can drive 
between gates to save time." 

* An Illinois Congresswoman wanted to know how it was 
possible that her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got 
into Chicago at 8:33am. I tried to explain that Michigan was 
an hour ahead of Illinois, but she could not understand the 
concept of time zones. Finally, I told her the plane went 
very fast. She bought it! 

* A New York lawmaker asked, "Do airlines put your physical 
description on your bag so they know whose luggage belongs 
to whom?" I said, "No, why do you ask?" She replied, "Well, 
when I checked in with the airline, they put a tag on my 
luggage that said "FAT." I'm overweight and I think that's 
very rude!" After putting her on hold so I could "look into 
it" (I was actually laughing), I came back to her and 
explained the city code for Fresno, CA is "FAT," and that 
the label was only a destination tag. 

* A Senator's aide inquired about a trip package to Hawaii. 
After going over all the cost info, she asked, "Would it be 
cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to 
Hawaii?" 

* A freshman Congressman called from the airport to ask, 
"How do I know which plane to get on?" I asked him what 
exactly did he mean. He replied, "You told me my flight 
number is 823, but none of these darn planes have numbers on 
them." 

* A lady Senator called and said, "I need to fly to Pepsi- 
Cola, FL. Do I have to get on one of those little computer 
planes?" I asked her if she meant "fly to Pensacola, FL on 
a commuter plane"? She said, "Yeah, whatever!" 

* A senior Senator had a question about the documents he 
needed in order to fly to China. After a lengthy discussion 
about passports, I reminded him he needed a visa. "Oh, no I 
don't. I've been to China many times and never had one." I 
double-checked and, sure enough, his stay required a visa. 
When I told him this he said, "Look, I've been to China four 
times. Every time they've accepted my American Express!" 

* A New Mexico Congresswoman called to make reservations. "I want to go from Chicago to Rhino, New York." The agent was 
at a loss for words. Finally, the agent: "Are you sure that's 
the name of the town?" "Yes, what flights do you have?" she 
replied. After some searching, the agent came back with, 
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I've looked up every airport code in the 
country and can't find a Rhino anywhere." The lady retorted, 
"Oh, don't be silly! Everyone knows where it is. Check your 
map!" The agent pulled out a map of New York state and 
finally asked, "You don't mean 'Buffalo,' do you?" "That's 
it! I knew it was a big animal!" 

* I had someone who wanted to stay at the Bob Newhart Inn in  Connecticut. When I explained that the inn was fictional, 
the customer became very irate and insisted, "I know it is 
real, I see people check in every week!" 
 
 

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