So, I don't have any pictures to go along with this one, but I just got back from yet another trip. This one was not as eventful as Gullible's Travels Part 1, but nonetheless, I thought you should know.
The trip to DC was one really long delay. Not eventful though.
The trip back was eventful.
I hitched a ride with Todd and Claudia back to the airport, and was glad that Claudia was flying US Air like me! However, when we got to the ticket counter to print our boarding passes, mine was having trouble (imagine that). I asked the guy behind the counter why it wouldn't print, and he said, "Oh that's because you're flying United."
Now, correct me if I'm wrong here, but if you make your flight arrangements through US Air, shouldn't you be safe to assume that US Air would give you your ticket? The reason I ask is because the line of people at the United counter made me want to scream. But I didn't. (Read Gullible's Travels part 1 and note the people's response to me)
After waiting in line for 40 minutes, I printed out my pass and headed to the security line to wait for another 20 minutes.
I got to my gate at the time that we were supposed to board, and the sign said that our flight was delayed an hour. So, I thought, "Great, I'll go grab some dinner." So, I went to Wendy's, waited in line FOREVER and then took my food back to the gate to eat. When I got back to the gate, they were just finishing up boarding my flight. I made it onto the plane, but thought about all of the other people who, like me, thought they had more time.
So, the lady I sat next to was nice. She talked alot though. But it was ok.
All of a sudden, cool breeze walked onto the plane, sat his bag down in the seat in front of me, started rummaging through his bag, and then looked at me and said, "Of course, out of all the people on this plane, YOU would be the one to have Wendy's."
I'm wondering if this is a fat joke, but thought I'd give him the benefit of the doubt here.
I looked around and said, "Um, I'm pretty sure there are some other people on this plane with Wendy's."
He sat down across the aisle from me, and made some comment about how I should share my Wendy's with the rest of the plane. I laughed and thought to myself, "If you say one more word, I'm gonna show you my dinner, you butt head."
But I didn't say anything, just continued to eat my fries. Then, I started on my nuggets, and thought, "You know, I'm not really going to finish these fries, so I guess cool breeze may get his wish after all."
So, I leaned over and said, "Hey, I'm not going to finish these fries, you want em?"
As God is my witness, he looked at me and said, "My dog wouldn't even eat those, you think I'm going to?" I was about to grab his arm and say, "Look here Dorkus McDorkson, you're gonna give me grief about sharing my Wendy's with the whole plane, and then act like it's beneath you when I actually offer you some?"
But I didn't.
Instead, I continued to eat my nuggets and forget about Marky Mark sitting across the aisle.
Then, he had the audacity to ask me for a piece of gum. I said, "Sure," and handed him the pack. Then he proceeded to offer MY GUM to everyone else on the plane. After that I was done. I put in my ipod and turned on ignore.
So, that was the beginning. Then, I realized that someone near me had SEVERE B-O! And the air vent was just circulating it. So, I put my head down, tried to forget about the nausea, and finally the plane landed.
I sat in the Philadelphia airport for quite a while as my connecting flight was ALSO delayed. So, I got home around 12:30-1:00 in the morning...but hey, I had shoes intact, my suitcase didn't explode and I made it home safely. What more could a girl ask for?
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