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priceline.com | 2002-04-10 - 10:44 p.m. I went to Priceline.com esta ma�ana to see if I could get a cheap flight out to Las Vegas for Abuelita's June wedding. Ya sabes, I may have to shell out $60.00 of my hard-earned dinero for another chingado pink chiffon vestido de bridesmaid, but damn if I'm going to pay m�s de $200.00 for travel expenses. I'll fly in on the ratty wings of my ugly chiffon dress if I have to. For all my bluster, I was algo nerviosa as I pulled up the Priceline.com website. This was my very first visita to Priceline.com, after all. I had to remind myself how reassuringly child-like William Shatner appeared on those early Priceline commercials and how highly Concha had recommended Priceline's services to me. "You gotta try it," she told me el otro d�a. "I use Priceline all the time. Just last weekend I stayed in a five-star hotel in The City and it only cost me $40." "The City?" I asked? "What in demonios did you need a room there for?" Concha rolled her eyes. Taking a deep breath, I began imaginando all the wonderful deals I could get on Priceline.com. As� animada, I began entering my personal datos into la computadora. One by one, questions started popping up on the escreen. I doggedly answered each one, only to be confronted by a nueva serie of questions. Questions like, "Are you willing to fly on a non-jet aircraft?" and "Are you willing to make more than 2 connections per trip?" I answered those new preguntas, and was again given a completamente new set of preguntas to answer. Question, answer. Question, answer. I typed in so much informaci�n, I practicamente forgot what I was doing on Priceline. Finalmente, I entered my billing informaci�n. "Phew," I thought, massaging my tired manos. "That has to be it. What more could they want from me?" My eyes came to rest on yet another drop-down box with suggested "sign-in" security questions for later visits.
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