A No Good, Very Bad, Terrible Day
Business travel.
Sometimes it can be good. Sometimes everything works properly, you arrive at your destination, have your meetings or whatever and get home without any issues.
But sometimes, like yesterday, it can be hell. I travelled into Dallas just before the first edge of a tropical storm hit. They ended up shutting down the airport for about forty minutes while a band of severe storms rolled through (which, of course, happened to be about twenty minutes before we were supposed to leave. The flight then keeps getting delayed. Another hour. Then another and another. We're starting to wonder if we're going to get stuck in Dallas overnight. Then, by some "miracle" we end up getting onto a plane after they bring back up operations...just to end up sitting on the tarmac for forty minutes because our flight path is closed thanks to the storms that had shut down the airport earlier.
We finally end up getting out of there (and we learn that about fifteen minutes after our departure, they shut down the airport again thanks to storms). So, I get back my home city a little after midnight. I go wait for my luggage to arrive...it doesn't. Apparently, they left a good chunk of luggage in Dallas because of weight concerns or something like that.
So I have to wait in line to get that sorted and I just hope to god that my luggage shows up today because I have no toiletries. I've got a brush, my toothbrush and my medication. That's all I've got. So I'm not exactly well groomed today. Anyway, I get home around 1:00/1:15AM to find the house is over 85 degrees F/29 deg C. My air conditioning is broken. So I have to call that in to my homeowners insurance to get that repaired, but I didn't set it as an emergency. If they can't come up today, I'll escalate it. But yeah. I ended up sleeping on top of the covers last night because I was so hot.
Got up at 6AM and came into work and I'm currently a zombie. Nevermind the whole bit where a friend of mine from college is coming out to see me today and all this has happened...
Oh and I haven't finished the next chapter of my Anywhere But Cardiff ficathon fic...and I have to start posting this weekend...
ETD: The a/c guys are coming out to fix the a/c between noon and 4 today. I called American airlines, and they apparently can't find my flipping bag. I'll call back later, but if they haven't found it, I'm going to go ballistic on their arses.
ETD2: The a/c guys showed up and the air conditioning is working again. Turns out the compressor blew on it. Now it's fixed and blowing cool air again (yay!). The bag showed up around 1:00PM on Friday with nothing missing and no worse for the wear. Huzzah!
Someone shoot me now?
Sometimes it can be good. Sometimes everything works properly, you arrive at your destination, have your meetings or whatever and get home without any issues.
But sometimes, like yesterday, it can be hell. I travelled into Dallas just before the first edge of a tropical storm hit. They ended up shutting down the airport for about forty minutes while a band of severe storms rolled through (which, of course, happened to be about twenty minutes before we were supposed to leave. The flight then keeps getting delayed. Another hour. Then another and another. We're starting to wonder if we're going to get stuck in Dallas overnight. Then, by some "miracle" we end up getting onto a plane after they bring back up operations...just to end up sitting on the tarmac for forty minutes because our flight path is closed thanks to the storms that had shut down the airport earlier.
We finally end up getting out of there (and we learn that about fifteen minutes after our departure, they shut down the airport again thanks to storms). So, I get back my home city a little after midnight. I go wait for my luggage to arrive...it doesn't. Apparently, they left a good chunk of luggage in Dallas because of weight concerns or something like that.
So I have to wait in line to get that sorted and I just hope to god that my luggage shows up today because I have no toiletries. I've got a brush, my toothbrush and my medication. That's all I've got. So I'm not exactly well groomed today. Anyway, I get home around 1:00/1:15AM to find the house is over 85 degrees F/29 deg C. My air conditioning is broken. So I have to call that in to my homeowners insurance to get that repaired, but I didn't set it as an emergency. If they can't come up today, I'll escalate it. But yeah. I ended up sleeping on top of the covers last night because I was so hot.
Got up at 6AM and came into work and I'm currently a zombie. Nevermind the whole bit where a friend of mine from college is coming out to see me today and all this has happened...
Oh and I haven't finished the next chapter of my Anywhere But Cardiff ficathon fic...and I have to start posting this weekend...
ETD: The a/c guys are coming out to fix the a/c between noon and 4 today. I called American airlines, and they apparently can't find my flipping bag. I'll call back later, but if they haven't found it, I'm going to go ballistic on their arses.
ETD2: The a/c guys showed up and the air conditioning is working again. Turns out the compressor blew on it. Now it's fixed and blowing cool air again (yay!). The bag showed up around 1:00PM on Friday with nothing missing and no worse for the wear. Huzzah!
Someone shoot me now?