Conner
“What do you mean my ticket was canceled? I didn’t cancel it.”
“I’m sorry sir, but it says here that your ticket was canceled fifteen minutes ago.”
He took a deep breath. This had Lyla written all over it.
“Fine, can you please book me another ticket,” I asked.
“Certainly,” she said with a perky smile. I was not going to lose my temper with the ticket agent. It was not her fault.
I handed her my card. She smiled and swiped it. I watched as her smile dimmed. She did something on her computer, and swiped my card again. This time her sunny smile was just a small one.
“I’m sorry sir, your card has declined.”
I stared at her. There’s no way.
“That’s my company card. There is no limit on it, it can’t decline.”
“Well, I did it twice and both times it declined.”
I growled
