One of America’s favorite bankrupt airlines sends me an email every week with fares I can’t afford to all sorts of places. Usually I just wish I had $600 for a weekend jaunt to Tokyo, and then send the email to the trash, since I don’t.
But this week, when many of my friends are gathering in Chicago for NU homecoming, they’ve decided to torture me more than usual with this little roundtrip deal:
At least when I went to the actual E-Fares site, that fare was already gone (a whole three minutes after I got the email at 2 in the morning).
Otherwise I might have had to look into selling some plasma or a kidney or something.