baaaaack
Well Im back.
My trip was a joke. It was more like prision.
The fun experience back almost lead to me kicking the airline officals.
Lets see...
In the middle of nowhere airport I was at in waaay northern michigan, the one and only flight that day was pushed back a half hour for no reason. The weather in the entire state is perfect. I think the closest storm was somewhere in new york. In anycase the flight was pushed back. I wouldnt care normally, but my layover in detroit was only a half hour. So as I ran off the plane, across the tarmack and through the terminal from A 32 to A 74 all the way to the door that leads to the walk way things, the plane is pushing back to leave. Seriously I ran 2 miles for nothing. So its 1:30 in the afternoon. No big deal. WRONG. The next and only other flight that day directly to Tampa leaves at 9:26 that night. There is no way I will spend 8 and a half hours in the Detroit airport alone with little money and nothing to do. helllllll no! So after cussing and crying and then a little more of both, they manage to see that They [Northwest] did mess up and that it wasnt my fault I couldnt catch the plane. Even in Detroit they didnt know why the Pellston flight was the half hour late. I guess when the airline is going under and there are no mechanics you cant exepct too much. Anyways they see it wasnt my fault and 5 hours later Im on a really long ass flight to Miami. From the super nasty Miami airport I fly an hour trip to Tampa. So not only was I jerked around all that day at 4 different airports and miss the football game and find out early that morgan didnt win and deal with the creepy lesbian lady who wouldnt leave me alone on the tiny and poopy smelling flight to tampa- my luggage didnt show up. Then after everything is said and done- fucking Tj gets pulled into some frat bs.
Come Saturday night Im guiding the delivery people with my bag to my house and find that it never left Michigan. Ok that makes sense. Anyways everything was there [a lot more than I could ask for considering what went on] and I actualy got to spend all saturday with the frat boy and make it to the dance.
So now you get the story of the dance. It was super.
After the dance was a different story. Sahara had to clean up; I knew that ahead of time and had plans to go with Mere. Well Meres group fled the sceen extremely quickly and she never picked up her phone so Ibasicly didnt know what was going on where, so I didnt keep following. Tried to call morgan because she had some solid plans; couldnt get a hold of her. By then I guess I felt pissed and called Joey. My night consisted of taking drunk people to and from parties and then home. I did get to see Joey and I definatly miss him! So he made the night pretty rockin. :) Found out later than Gina had a better night but when I got around to finishing taking the drunks home, i was too beat to meet up. So defeated and really sober I went home. Other than looking pretty cute for someone that put it together in 15 minutes the night was a good sized fuckup.
Sunday was wonderful exepct for my little beef with Ryan, but thats a story that even Im not too sure of yet.
Pictures are coming, I just need to pick a location to put my laptop and upload them!
its off to tampa tonight to discuss how Im not going to be my father and I am capable of being in a realtionship! yay!!! lol well, something like that. There will be lots of Family Guy involved Im sure. & some shoping for food! ♥
My trip was a joke. It was more like prision.
The fun experience back almost lead to me kicking the airline officals.
Lets see...
In the middle of nowhere airport I was at in waaay northern michigan, the one and only flight that day was pushed back a half hour for no reason. The weather in the entire state is perfect. I think the closest storm was somewhere in new york. In anycase the flight was pushed back. I wouldnt care normally, but my layover in detroit was only a half hour. So as I ran off the plane, across the tarmack and through the terminal from A 32 to A 74 all the way to the door that leads to the walk way things, the plane is pushing back to leave. Seriously I ran 2 miles for nothing. So its 1:30 in the afternoon. No big deal. WRONG. The next and only other flight that day directly to Tampa leaves at 9:26 that night. There is no way I will spend 8 and a half hours in the Detroit airport alone with little money and nothing to do. helllllll no! So after cussing and crying and then a little more of both, they manage to see that They [Northwest] did mess up and that it wasnt my fault I couldnt catch the plane. Even in Detroit they didnt know why the Pellston flight was the half hour late. I guess when the airline is going under and there are no mechanics you cant exepct too much. Anyways they see it wasnt my fault and 5 hours later Im on a really long ass flight to Miami. From the super nasty Miami airport I fly an hour trip to Tampa. So not only was I jerked around all that day at 4 different airports and miss the football game and find out early that morgan didnt win and deal with the creepy lesbian lady who wouldnt leave me alone on the tiny and poopy smelling flight to tampa- my luggage didnt show up. Then after everything is said and done- fucking Tj gets pulled into some frat bs.
Come Saturday night Im guiding the delivery people with my bag to my house and find that it never left Michigan. Ok that makes sense. Anyways everything was there [a lot more than I could ask for considering what went on] and I actualy got to spend all saturday with the frat boy and make it to the dance.
So now you get the story of the dance. It was super.
After the dance was a different story. Sahara had to clean up; I knew that ahead of time and had plans to go with Mere. Well Meres group fled the sceen extremely quickly and she never picked up her phone so Ibasicly didnt know what was going on where, so I didnt keep following. Tried to call morgan because she had some solid plans; couldnt get a hold of her. By then I guess I felt pissed and called Joey. My night consisted of taking drunk people to and from parties and then home. I did get to see Joey and I definatly miss him! So he made the night pretty rockin. :) Found out later than Gina had a better night but when I got around to finishing taking the drunks home, i was too beat to meet up. So defeated and really sober I went home. Other than looking pretty cute for someone that put it together in 15 minutes the night was a good sized fuckup.
Sunday was wonderful exepct for my little beef with Ryan, but thats a story that even Im not too sure of yet.
Pictures are coming, I just need to pick a location to put my laptop and upload them!
its off to tampa tonight to discuss how Im not going to be my father and I am capable of being in a realtionship! yay!!! lol well, something like that. There will be lots of Family Guy involved Im sure. & some shoping for food! ♥