Knob du jour

Couple of friends of mine booked a "do-it-yourself" camping & trekking trip to Central America - they were fairly surprised to realise (while on board) that the flight they had booked (OK, HE had booked - there was apportioning of blame) was going to San Jose Airport California, not San Jose Airport Costa Rica.

24 hours & a lot of money later they started their holiday...
 
Couple of friends of mine booked a "do-it-yourself" camping & trekking trip to Central America - they were fairly surprised to realise (while on board) that the flight they had booked (OK, HE had booked - there was apportioning of blame) was going to San Jose Airport California, not San Jose Airport Costa Rica.

24 hours & a lot of money later they started their holiday...


Thats a belter! i flew to San Jose this year (California) and litterally checked about 8 times i had the right one!! i was envisioning waking up landing in CR!
 
Not in the same league as some of these but we regularly get people turning up for driving tests in Aylesbury when they've accidentally booked it at Aylesford....you know something's amiss when there's 4 instructor cars but only 3 examiners.....easy way to lose £62..
 
An old work colleague booked a romantic weekend break in Venice. He found he could get flights & and hotel cheaper separately. All booked & off to the airport they go.

When he returns he admitted his mistake.....

Hotel in Venice, flight to Vienna.......
 
I did another one today..

In Netherlands today for work, had to rent a car as had meetings all over the place, Took my satnav with me as i hate paying for their crappy units. One thing i didnt think of though... Last person to use it was Mrs R (who hates motorways!) Didnt check the settings so my 30 minute drive to The Hague took me an hour cross country! Didnt check the "Always avoid motorways" was set as the mapping preference until about half an hour into my drive!! ooops
 
I did another one today..

In Netherlands today for work, had to rent a car as had meetings all over the place, Took my satnav with me as i hate paying for their crappy units. One thing i didnt think of though... Last person to use it was Mrs R (who hates motorways!) Didnt check the settings so my 30 minute drive to The Hague took me an hour cross country! Didnt check the "Always avoid motorways" was set as the mapping preference until about half an hour into my drive!! ooops

Dear santa mrs R needs a sat nav :)
 
Dear santa mrs R needs a sat nav :)

Whoa there! The satnav in question was her xmas present circa 2010, lets just say it wasn't the best present she ever got from me! Especially as i changed cars in the Jan after and new one didnt have built in satnav! LOL

Ever watched the simpsons episode where homer buys marge a bowling ball for her b'day? well the satnav is known as the bowling ball in our house..
 
Not travel related but Knob de Jour goes to our next door neighbour who has been secretly smoking for years in his back garden. Where do you put your fag ends? Why, lets drop them over into someone elses garden down between the back of their shed, garden wall and a chicken run and not make sure the last one you dropped isn't still lit.

Cue a fire at 10.45pm last Thursday night. He's lucky that the wind was in the direction it was, the time of night it was and that it was spotted before it reached our garage or even worse either our house or the neighbours behind us. Consequences could have been horrendous.
 
Not travel related but Knob de Jour goes to our next door neighbour who has been secretly smoking for years in his back garden. Where do you put your fag ends? Why, lets drop them over into someone elses garden down between the back of their shed, garden wall and a chicken run and not make sure the last one you dropped isn't still lit.

Cue a fire at 10.45pm last Thursday night. He's lucky that the wind was in the direction it was, the time of night it was and that it was spotted before it reached our garage or even worse either our house or the neighbours behind us. Consequences could have been horrendous.

Oh they dont have to be travel related! Any act of Knobness is welcome here! Your neighbour is this weeks winner i reckon!! Glad it was not too bad in the end, bet his wife has gone nuclear!
 
Oh they dont have to be travel related! Any act of Knobness is welcome here! Your neighbour is this weeks winner i reckon!! Glad it was not too bad in the end, bet his wife has gone nuclear!

Yep, she has understandably. He's lucky that we are being so considerate about it. Know he wouldn't if it was the other way round. Luckily for him as well that it didn't reach the chickens. Was bloody close though.
 
I once got on a train at 9pm in Newcastle to travel to Edinburgh. Just as it pulled out two girls rushed up the carriage and asked the guard "Was that Durham?" "No", the guard said " this train doesn't stop in Durham, that was Newcastle " "Where's it stop next?" they asked. "Berwick" Two hour detour.
 
A couple of years ago I went to the Hardwick Hall hotel on Teeside to photograph a wedding. Got there the usual ½ hour early to find the bride wasn't there. Went to hotel reception to be told we should be at the Hardwick Hall Manor hotel, which I'd never heard of, 30 miles away. It must have been a common mistake because they helpfully handed me a map showing how to get there. We arrived with about two minutes to spare. Was talking to someone some time afterwards who said a workmate of his, who lived nearby, had driven to a hotel with the same name in Derbyshire only to find that he should have been at the one he lived near.
 
Always remember a few years ago the story in the papers about one of the Upper Class going to a Chelsea match and put Stamford bridge in to the Sat Nav and was driven to Stamford Bridge near York.
 
I worked for a haulier in Lincoln the the 90s, we sent a driver to pick up a load from St Ives in Cambridgeshire, the customer rang to ask why he was so late, we got the driver on the phone to discover he was about an hour away from St Ives in Cornwall.

My own travel-based knobbiness was spelling my wife's name wrong on the EasyJet booking and having to pay £20 per ticket to get it corrected. It wasn't the money, it was the earache that went with it. :o
 
A couple of years ago I went to the Hardwick Hall hotel on Teeside to photograph a wedding. Got there the usual ½ hour early to find the bride wasn't there. Went to hotel reception to be told we should be at the Hardwick Hall Manor hotel, which I'd never heard of, 30 miles away. It must have been a common mistake because they helpfully handed me a map showing how to get there. We arrived with about two minutes to spare. Was talking to someone some time afterwards who said a workmate of his, who lived nearby, had driven to a hotel with the same name in Derbyshire only to find that he should have been at the one he lived near.

Did much the same when i first started to drive , ended up in the wrong Corby.:mad:
 
Just seen this thread and had a few chuckles at some of the stories

Personally, mine was when i was 19 and entered a poker tournament in London. For anyone not familiar with large poker tournaments, players are sometimes split into three days worth of tables, and i thought my confirmation email was for day 1b (i.e the thursday)

Turned up for the 11am check in to be told that i had a seat in 1a (wednesday) and that i had been blinded out the first days action.

Apparently they called me 5 times on the Wednesday as a courtesy call but i had my old number on the account
 
I was putting tools in the back of my van this morning via the side doors and I only put my keys down on the floor of the van then after I'd finished shut the side door and locked my keys inside the van.

I had to call a locksmith out to come and get in the back of my van to retrieve the keys.
 
I had a job as a light truck driver for a photographic supplies firm.
2nd day on the job I was told we were doing a favour for the next door company. I had to take a faulty compressor up to the manufacturer near Manchester.
Loaded up, set off, found the place, delivered, checked in with the office and came home. Got back quite late so parked up the truck and went home.
I got in next day and the Boss asked me where the compressor was.
In Manchester, like you said, says I.
Where's the replacement?, says he
Nobody said anything about a replacement says I....
Didn't have to go in the next day......
 
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