My voucher story is full of goofiness. Was flying back to school from spring break at home, BDL-MSP-GFK. Flight from BDL-MSP got to the gate in MSP and the gate was broken. Sat for 45 minutes, missed my connection, last flight of the night. Had to fight for a hotel because of the mechanical issues, eventually got it and rebooked for first thing the next morning. But the next problem was there was a blizzard hitting GFK the next day. Get to the airport, first flight cancelled. Rebooked on a second, but I checked the METAR and I knew we were doomed there too. They were taking volunteers because of the extra fuel they needed to carry, but I had to get to work that night so I didn't budge. We boarded and pushed only to start the engines and go right back to the gate. That one was cancelled.
Flight number three, third time is a charm, right? I got a call that work was closed and that opened up my opportunity should another voucher opportunity arise. I looked at the weather once again, and knew we were doomed. There was another gentleman in the same circumstance as I and we were chatting. I told him there was no way we were going this time either. But it should be clear enough by the fourth flight. They came over the intercom and offered a $500 voucher, but everyone had been cancelled so many times already, nobody was biting. I knew I could hold out for a little bit more. Finally they offered $750, a lunch voucher, and a seat on the next flight. Looked at the guy next to me and said I'm taking it since we weren't going anyways. Get my voucher but hung around the gate, they started boarding. Guy looks at me and says "Guess you were wrong."
That kind of irked me but hey, I guess I was. Made my way to the next gate, only to have that guy show up 45 minutes later to try and get on that flight because the previous one was cancelled! So I got paid $750 to take a flight that I would have been on anyways. That wasn't even the goofiest part. I was sitting next to a guy on the second flight who works for a computer parts distributor in northern Minnesota. He and I got to chatting and he was telling me how he was just getting back from a trip to PVG. I told him that was a funny coincidence, my stepdad works in circuit board chemistry and he was just returned from PVG the previous day. Sure enough I told him his name and they had a meeting the previous week where he bought one of my stepfather's products! Small world.
Look at sweatpants guy. This is a 90 million dollar aircraft, not a Tallahassee strip club