Sunday, March 24, 2024
The Enthropy in Travel
Oh the pretty cabins! Pretty, pretty cabins! I'm gonna travel to a national forest and stay in a pretty cabin with all the fun things a cabin should have. Hot tub! Fireplace! Back deck! Right on the lake, too!
See the picture? Yahoo! (No photo because I don't want to get sued for defamation.)
Here we go! Whip out the credit card and book that pretty cabin!
Problem is, that cabin isn't in the same place we are going, it's 250 miles away. But the SUPER EASY VACATION APP doesn't tell you where this pretty, pretty cabin is located until AFTER your money has been paid.
Where is it? 250 miles from the lakeside photo! Hot tub doesn't matter, you can't find the cabin from your original destination, because it's 5 hours away!
With one blissfully deceptive swipe of the credit card, our vacation has turned into a disaster, from which there is no recourse.
Kiss that $500 goodbye! Thanks SUPER EASY VACATION APP!
No, I'm not kidding. This is the second time this has happened. Traveling has never been simple, always got to be careful that the logistics are right. Right maps, right supplies, correct directions, proper clothing.
Yet increasingly, the very applications that are supposed to make things simple are becoming financial traps. I'm tech savvy, and I find that trusting the SUPER EASY VACATION APP to book accomodations is a sure fire way to get ripped off. It's a black hole into which my money goes, and the chance of getting a refund for a moment of in-attention is nil.
If I want to book a cabin inside a national forest, I have to call the Lodge to make sure I'm booking a real cabin. That's not easy, because the Lodge Staff just referred me to SUPER EASY VACATION APP!
Apps, applications, booking software, all that crap has made getting screwed out of your hard-earned money easier than ever.
The en-shitification of life, courtecy of Silcon Valley Tech Bros and Artificial Intelligence.
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