What was I thinking...

taking a new job where I could potentially have to travel 3/4 weeks a month. I thought I was over my travel trouble woes but don't you know today I get bit by yet a new facet of my travel trouble saga - my last two flights were on time so I thought I broke the curse. I've have "technical problems", "weather problems", "missing crew issues", "random cancellations", arriving at the gate and waiting for the first flight to leave, "thick fog" etc etc. It's all very lovely.
Well today I'm doing good I print my boarding pass at the office since I'm flying SWA and I want to get an "A" assignment. And then my laptop cord just stops working and I'm running on battery power. So I decide to call the help desk see if they can get me another AC Adapter and I'll pack up and get ready to leave. Well I pack up and the Help desk never actually shows up with the cord and I should have just left when the whole issue started taken it as a sign to not work. But I didn't.
Anyhow I look at my boarding pass and it says my flight is at 7:35pm and I had thought it was at 6:35 so I'm like good I don't have to rush out the door. So I don't. And I mosey on over to the airport around 5ish and I get there about 5:45 and of course I haven't a clue where the SWA ticketing station is to check my bag but I'm like no worries I have plenty of time, so I poke around until I find it. I finally find it and as the guy is checking my bag the computer is beeping like crazy and I'm like WTH? And he tells me that my bag is late and I'm like huh? He says my flight is in now boarding. I'm like WTH? this ticket says 7:35. Well it seems it's printed wrong and my flight is now boarding and leaves at 6:35 not 7:35. I'm like GREAT - he tells me they probably won't hold it so I better run.
So I run to the security line and tell the lady I'm going to miss my flight and she says "she can't move the line" - what does that mean? So I wait in the line with all 9 million other passengers and don't you know it takes for ever and I hear them paging me twice. And the next security guy could care less and the lady in front of me is an idoit and hasn't taken her cell phone out of her pocket even and tried to go through the metal detector. I get through the line and start booking it clear to the other side of the airport. And at this point I know I'm not making the flight but I still run like I have a shot. I hear them call me one last time and they say we are closing the door in two minute? I'm quit sure I can't run along 3 moving walk-ways and up an escalator and down 20 gates in two minutes. But I'm sure as heck going to try. So I run and i get to the gate and don't you know they just left me. And there's not another flight I can get on tonight.
So here I am at the airport Hilton eating room service without deodrant, toothpaste, or a spare set of clothes because naturally I figured I wouldn't need in since my last two flights were smooth sailing. Cross your fingers that I can get home tomorrow morning without any hitches. If I have to get up at 4 to catch a flight I at least better get home. And that my bag arrives safely as I checked Floppy in it and I can't be losing him - I would be heartbroken.

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