This being the twenty-first century, I got email from British Airways telling me that I'm flying to London next week. No kidding. But they also recommended downloading their app for checkin, blah blah blah. Well, why on earth not?
So I install the BA app in my "Travel" tile*. Log in with my existing creds. Tell it to show my bookings. Nope.
Type in my booking number. Nope.
Go through the web page linked from the email. See that they want my passport info.
Huh. I could have sworn that I typed that in months ago when I booked the flight. So I type.
All is now hunky dory, says the app on my phone.
Had I not been so fixated on both my trip and my tech, I might have had a small heart attack when I went to get my boarding pass.
And you bet your butt I've picked my outfits already.
*Yeah, iPhone user here. Because it works. Well.
So I install the BA app in my "Travel" tile*. Log in with my existing creds. Tell it to show my bookings. Nope.
Type in my booking number. Nope.
Go through the web page linked from the email. See that they want my passport info.
Huh. I could have sworn that I typed that in months ago when I booked the flight. So I type.
All is now hunky dory, says the app on my phone.
Had I not been so fixated on both my trip and my tech, I might have had a small heart attack when I went to get my boarding pass.
And you bet your butt I've picked my outfits already.
*Yeah, iPhone user here. Because it works. Well.