Stuck in New York...
It's 7:30am in New York. I haven't slept yet. I'm sitting in JFK airport because my original flight had mechanical issues and now there's no way I can make my connecting flight in Cincinnati. And that apparently is the only flight Delta can put me on ALL DAY that is going to Orange County. So I'm waiting for the agent man (who has been very nice, if not very helpful) to get back to me on what they're going to do with me.
OK, the agent just called me back. It's 8:10 now. I have to wait until 11:05 (three hours...with nothing to do) and fly standby to LAX (they say I will definitely get on...but if that's true, then why are they still calling it standby?), where they say they will give me ground transportation to Orange County. The agent guy said "like a limo or something," but I'm sure it'll be just an overcrowded bus. ANYWAY, if all goes according to plan, I'll be landing in LAX at 2:27pm, and then Jebus only knows when I'll end up getting home. Sigh. Less than stellar end to a pretty stellar trip.
The guy who was helping me (who seemed really irritated at the instructions he was getting from his superiors) said if he was in my shoes, he would be really frustrated. Yet I'm not. I don't get easily frustrated with things like this. It's not really anyone's fault, and getting too emotional about the whole thing is a waste of time and energy. Sure, it's irritating that I don't have all day back at home to recover from my vacation before work tomorrow, and I probably won't have a chance to go on the super-secret adventure that was supposed to happen today (*wink*), but eh. That's life. I almost wish I got a little angrier though; maybe I could have gotten free stuff out of this. ;)
ANYWAY, they should really put beds in airports.
OK, the agent just called me back. It's 8:10 now. I have to wait until 11:05 (three hours...with nothing to do) and fly standby to LAX (they say I will definitely get on...but if that's true, then why are they still calling it standby?), where they say they will give me ground transportation to Orange County. The agent guy said "like a limo or something," but I'm sure it'll be just an overcrowded bus. ANYWAY, if all goes according to plan, I'll be landing in LAX at 2:27pm, and then Jebus only knows when I'll end up getting home. Sigh. Less than stellar end to a pretty stellar trip.
The guy who was helping me (who seemed really irritated at the instructions he was getting from his superiors) said if he was in my shoes, he would be really frustrated. Yet I'm not. I don't get easily frustrated with things like this. It's not really anyone's fault, and getting too emotional about the whole thing is a waste of time and energy. Sure, it's irritating that I don't have all day back at home to recover from my vacation before work tomorrow, and I probably won't have a chance to go on the super-secret adventure that was supposed to happen today (*wink*), but eh. That's life. I almost wish I got a little angrier though; maybe I could have gotten free stuff out of this. ;)
ANYWAY, they should really put beds in airports.