First of all, it all started on a nice Monday afternoon. During lunch, my boss got a call from our customer, saying that our box had arrived in Miri. Hearing this, my boss immediately looked at me and said, "Can you go to Miri tomorrow?" Thinking that it was of total urgency and that the client needed the installation done immediately, I said,"Sure thing boss. I'm on it." After which, we went back straight to the office, and harrassed my accountant and office secretary for tickets and money. First of all, it normally takes a day or two AT LEAST to book tickets to Miri. Secondly, no accounts dept I know would provide cash advance of RM300 in amount to a junior exec within an hour.
But I got both, cash and ticket, in hand before 5pm that day. All this without checking which installation my boss was talking about, and what my flight itinerary actually looked like.
Of course, things couldn't have turned out so good on a Monday, could it?.. my car gave problems. It had low timing and was hard to start. So I sent it to the mechanic next door that did the engine conversion to check it out. I don't know what or how it happened, but a simple tuning and possibly replacement of an engine part, took 4 hours too long! And they weren't even finished by then. So, I had to go home with Bibi, of course. And get her to send me to the airport the next day.
And the next day was already starting off topsy turvy, as she was late leaving the house. I okay jer, since my flight's at 10am. So she drove me all the way to KLCC. And I took a Putra LRT to KL Sentral, where I checked in at KL-CAT.
The minute I placed the ticket at the counter, I then noticed that my secretary messed up my flight. Instead of leaving from Miri at 21.00hrs -> 9pm the same day. I was leaving at 19.00hrs -> 7.00PM!!! And on top of that, the ticket lady told me that my flight was delayed by 50 minutes (11am).. I was like ".... WHAT!?! But that leaves me with only 4 hours in Miri. MAX!" At this point I was on the verge of panicking. I thought, "hey.. I'll just go there.. do some site survey or something.. doodle this and that and tell them i'll come back on another day for implementation.. yeah... that's what I'll do."
Okay la.. I called up the customer, told him the story, and he said, he's okay with the plan. So I went down to the ERL and sat, waiting for the train to come. Checking again on my itinerary and yet again cursing at my stupid stupid secretary and the predicament I'm in.
I boarded the train, absent mindedly forgetting to put back the friggin packet of tickets and boarding passes into my bag. And 2 minutes after the train left the station, then I remembered, I left my tickets on the seat. Crud....
Immediately called Bibi. I do this at times. I call up a very important person in my life, to help me calm down. It worked so far. So I called her up, told her what happened, and formulated a backup plan should things not work out. That said, as soon as I got off the train, I went straight to the ticketing office, to sort out my own bloody mess.
Who then should call me, but my own customer, sounding all panicky and what not. Telling me the parts look different la, how come connector look like RJ45 but bigger, what happened to the serial cable type connector.. I was blur for a second, why in the world is he asking all these questions? Then it came to my realization that; 1) My client received the wrong part of his installation. 2) There were two installation jobs to be done with my customer, and I'm going for the wrong one.
The first issue was a sales issue. My boss ordered the right product, but the wrong connector type. Small matter, all we had to do was call up the vendor to send replacement parts and return the old ones. Probably will take a day or two. No problem.
Second issue was miscommunication. The smaller of the two installations takes about 1 hour. The bigger one takes about a good few days. I thought I was going there to do a major install. 4 hours?!? More like a 4 day job! So I was heaving a big sigh of relief.. fewhh... Lucky.
Anyways.. knowing all this, I immediately changed plans. with only 15 minutes to go before take off, I did the only logical thing... I canceled my ticket. Of course la. Why go? Nothing to install, mah. Waste money only. Gila relieve stress...
So, after letting my point of panic drop, my more logical left brain started to think on how to get back my lost ticket. Luckily I was already standing in front of the ERL ticket machine, and there was a phone number to call. I called up the hotline, told them what happened, and in 5 minutes, the lady on the phone told me they found my packet, and my stuff is with the MAS ticket office in KL Sentral. Lagi sekali relief...
So, the minute I reached KL Sentral (which was late this morning by the way) I went straight to MAS ticket office and claimed back my tickets. Heaving a sigh of relief for the third time. Them tickets cost 800++ bucks man. I do not have that kind of cash to go paying back to my company. Now, I just have to pass it back to my stupid secretary and tell her to make it an OPEN TICKET. I wonder if I should spell it our for her. Most probably she'd either refund the ticket, or accidentally shred it to pieces, I won't put it against her.
Okay.. so that was the ordeal that was Monday and Tuesday morning. Right now, I'm relaxing in KLCC. Doing work from my vendors office, and not going back to the office. Tomorrow, I'll start to make my secretary cry.
Oh.. and yes.. I did mess up myself. But thank goodness I got out of that hole quickly.. heh.. Chalk it up as another quirky adventure of Ammar and Air Flights.
Okay world.. read this and laugh at the oaf, yeah?
CiAO!