Worst Work Trip Ever

I've been sent to Melbourne for work this week. It's not going very well so far. I flew in late yesterday (Sunday), and caught a taxi to the hotel. It was when arriving at the hotel that I discovered all the Cabcharge vouchers that work had given me had expired.
After a phone call to my wife, she managed to combine all the money from all our accounts into the account attached to our Visa cards so I could pay the taxi driver (it's pay day tomorrow, so that leaves us with nothing until then).
Not only that, but the travel advance payment that work claim to have paid into my bank account last Wednesday has still not appeared in my bank account. I thought that would be no problem because the Cabcharge (huh!) and credit card authorisation they'd sent the hotel would account for most of my needs.
Well, they'd neglected to send any credit card authorisation to the hotel (huh! again). I tried to cover at least the first night on my own credit card, but of course that had been drained by the taxi fare and was rejected by the hotel. It then took an hour of phone calls, SMSs, emails, and just waiting around before my boss's credit card authorisation was supplied to and accepted by the hotel. At least the hotel staff were all very polite in the mean time.
Of course, now my wife has no money to buy the medicine she was supposed to buy this morning. grrrr!!! At least it's pay day tomorrow.
Well... I managed to get a 4km run in this morning, through Fitzroy Gardens, so today is looking better so far.
Off to work now.
After a phone call to my wife, she managed to combine all the money from all our accounts into the account attached to our Visa cards so I could pay the taxi driver (it's pay day tomorrow, so that leaves us with nothing until then).
Not only that, but the travel advance payment that work claim to have paid into my bank account last Wednesday has still not appeared in my bank account. I thought that would be no problem because the Cabcharge (huh!) and credit card authorisation they'd sent the hotel would account for most of my needs.
Well, they'd neglected to send any credit card authorisation to the hotel (huh! again). I tried to cover at least the first night on my own credit card, but of course that had been drained by the taxi fare and was rejected by the hotel. It then took an hour of phone calls, SMSs, emails, and just waiting around before my boss's credit card authorisation was supplied to and accepted by the hotel. At least the hotel staff were all very polite in the mean time.
Of course, now my wife has no money to buy the medicine she was supposed to buy this morning. grrrr!!! At least it's pay day tomorrow.
Well... I managed to get a 4km run in this morning, through Fitzroy Gardens, so today is looking better so far.
Off to work now.