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November 01, 2007
You Can't Be Serious
Can anyone guess where I am? Go ahead, take a wild stab in the dark. No really. DO IT.
If you guessed "sitting at Gate C12 at Dulles because your flight to San Diego was returned to the gate for a replacement oil filter, causing a 90 minute delay that screwed up your connection in Denver, thus causing you to rebook on a flight via San Francisco that will arrive a full four hours later than planned" you are right!
I could not be less pleased. If you were to see me right now, you would marvel at my seemingly peaceful demeanor. And why not, since I'm about ready to collapse from exhaustion having left from my house at 4 a.m. to make my supposed 6 a.m. flight.
But you would be wrong. So wrong. Under this veneer of calm bubbles a seething cauldron of rage, kept in check only via a solid internet connection, a Starbucks latte, and a suspicion that throwing a fit (however deservedly) might get me removed from the airport permanently. And I will make it to San Diego, mark my words.
All I can say is that my bag better be waiting for me when I arrive. Although really, with my luck, I'm basically preparing myself to replace everything from the airport gift shop. Because nothing says "I'm a classy professional" like an "Witness Protection Program: You Don't Know Me" sweatshirt.
Comments
Hey, at least you'll be in San Diego.
Posted by: jason at November 2, 2007 08:34 AM
