Was trying to reach Ed at his resort seminar getaway and I kept getting a circuits-busy signal. This happened each time I tried to call over the course of two days. I left a message on Ed’s cell as well. He had it turned off while he was in the sessions.

I then went on line and looked up the resort, PGA Resort, Palm Beach Gardens, FL. The PGA stands for professional golf association and they rent out their facility to other groups. There was another no. besides the one he gave me, and I got the same circuit busy signal. Then I tried the 800 no., and got a promotional spiel lasting easily 2 minutes at the end of which the unctuous male voice said if I didn’t want to take advantage of their dandy, wonderful, once-in-a-lifetime rewards thingy, to press two, or for other questions, to press 3. So I pressed three and a voice came on and told me there were no representatives who were able to answer any questions, and hung up.

I called back, and this time, after the long-winded promo, I pressed 2, and got a second spiel from the same hard-sell rep, who said at the end, if I really-eally wasn’t interested, to press 2 again, so I did, and the line went dead.

I tried again the no. Ed had given me, and finally got through to a switchboard who connected me to Ed’s room and he answered. At that moment, I thought they might have kidnapped him and that I was talking to an imposter, an incredibly persuasive imposter. I was about to make a date anyway, and then I realized it really was Ed, so what was the point?

Ed said that it cost $24.00 for a hamburger. He will be comped a couple of meals, courtesy of the guardian association, and he also got a rate on the room because it was a group deal. In any case, he will leave Saturday, not Sunday, as originally planned, because he hates being away, and he doesn’t think he will need whatever they are offering on Sunday morning. He expects to be home around seven Saturday night. I, the long-suffering wife-person, will have food for him.

I would dearly love to embarrass the public relations/promotional arm of this establishment, but other than blogging about it, don’t anything else to do.

I suppose I could just write them one of my famous put-down letters and mail it to their PR department telling them I plan to bad-mouth them on line every chance I get.

xx, Teal