Travel Woes, I can haz them.
• Get to flight early. Have needed to check a bag this trip - I *never* check bags, it is WAY inconvenient - no cost, since I usually fly "Bags Fly Free" Airline, but I *hate* the hassle. So I go to the outside thing and check my bag.
• Come in, do the TSA dance (no issues for great yayz) and head for my gate.
• Where I learn that my flight is already 20 minutes delayed. Gr.
• Go up to desk to see if this could possibly be undone before noon. Find out, Um no. HOWEVERZ! I can go on the earlier flight... if I haven't checked any bags.
• I go, "Damn!" rather quietly, because I don't *ever* check bags! Except today, when I need to have *not* checked a bag. Which earns me the *sternest* look from the flight check in lady. Seriously, I apparently was expected to apologize for my language based on that look. All I could think was, "You tell people they aren't going anywhere until your planes decide to show up late, if you know ever, and this is the worst language you've heard? Hell, am I supposed to think this is the worst you've heard TODAY given that EVERY flight you scheduled today is, you know, OFF SCHEDULE? Also, I didn't swear *at* you, I was just very, very annoyed at the universe. SHEESH!
• Anyway, late flight was even later than originally announced.
• Board plane, get seat up front. Yayz. Witness OMG!Awkward situation when a person who clearly needed two seats was the last person to board and there was exactly one middle seat left on the WHOLE plane. He managed to get in there, but I can't imagine *anyone* in that row had a comfortable flight. (Personally, I'm of the opinion that people who know they are going to have that issue should need to call the airline and request a second seat be reserved for them. I don't think they should have to pay for it, but there should be an accommodation made, which they should, you know need to request. Yes I get that it's a bit embarrassing to make that call, but I suspect it would be less awkward to call someone you'll never actually see in real life to make that request than to try and shove yourself into a space that you just won't make it into. And no, it wasn't like it was a close thing. He had to know this would be problematic if he's *ever* flown before. Physics people, it's a thing.)
• Get on the ground, there's 'equipment' in the way of the gate. Wait some more.
• Get off the plane, head down to baggage. Wait. Wait some more.
• Keep waiting.
• Hear announcement that, "Oh all of you waiting for your baggage over here for the past half hour? Well, it's not going to be there. It's at this other place. Or rather, it will be eventually."
• Shuffle over to other baggage-go-round.
• Wait even more.
• Baggage finally starts arriving. Wait for mine. See it come off the the falling thing. Say "Excuse ME!" Really loud about four times to the little old ladies who have crowded me out of my space at the belt and watch my bag sail by when they don't move. Say, "Excuse me, but my bag just went past, I need to get up here to catch it when it comes around again" and get the dirtiest look from one of them like it's so damn RUDE of me to want my luggage.
• Get on the shuttle back to my parking lot. Get to car, hit the button to unlock car. Guess whose battery has died? This girl's! Shuttle guy goes to get charger thing and jumps my car. It goes for grate yay.
• Pick up ferrets (Dr. Jenny says all are doing very well for greatest yayz!), pick up dinner, come home and fall over in my igloo. (I turned the heat *off* while I was gone, so it's like 40 degrees in here. The heat is on, but it's going to take some time.)
OMG so dead of being so dead!
• Come in, do the TSA dance (no issues for great yayz) and head for my gate.
• Where I learn that my flight is already 20 minutes delayed. Gr.
• Go up to desk to see if this could possibly be undone before noon. Find out, Um no. HOWEVERZ! I can go on the earlier flight... if I haven't checked any bags.
• I go, "Damn!" rather quietly, because I don't *ever* check bags! Except today, when I need to have *not* checked a bag. Which earns me the *sternest* look from the flight check in lady. Seriously, I apparently was expected to apologize for my language based on that look. All I could think was, "You tell people they aren't going anywhere until your planes decide to show up late, if you know ever, and this is the worst language you've heard? Hell, am I supposed to think this is the worst you've heard TODAY given that EVERY flight you scheduled today is, you know, OFF SCHEDULE? Also, I didn't swear *at* you, I was just very, very annoyed at the universe. SHEESH!
• Anyway, late flight was even later than originally announced.
• Board plane, get seat up front. Yayz. Witness OMG!Awkward situation when a person who clearly needed two seats was the last person to board and there was exactly one middle seat left on the WHOLE plane. He managed to get in there, but I can't imagine *anyone* in that row had a comfortable flight. (Personally, I'm of the opinion that people who know they are going to have that issue should need to call the airline and request a second seat be reserved for them. I don't think they should have to pay for it, but there should be an accommodation made, which they should, you know need to request. Yes I get that it's a bit embarrassing to make that call, but I suspect it would be less awkward to call someone you'll never actually see in real life to make that request than to try and shove yourself into a space that you just won't make it into. And no, it wasn't like it was a close thing. He had to know this would be problematic if he's *ever* flown before. Physics people, it's a thing.)
• Get on the ground, there's 'equipment' in the way of the gate. Wait some more.
• Get off the plane, head down to baggage. Wait. Wait some more.
• Keep waiting.
• Hear announcement that, "Oh all of you waiting for your baggage over here for the past half hour? Well, it's not going to be there. It's at this other place. Or rather, it will be eventually."
• Shuffle over to other baggage-go-round.
• Wait even more.
• Baggage finally starts arriving. Wait for mine. See it come off the the falling thing. Say "Excuse ME!" Really loud about four times to the little old ladies who have crowded me out of my space at the belt and watch my bag sail by when they don't move. Say, "Excuse me, but my bag just went past, I need to get up here to catch it when it comes around again" and get the dirtiest look from one of them like it's so damn RUDE of me to want my luggage.
• Get on the shuttle back to my parking lot. Get to car, hit the button to unlock car. Guess whose battery has died? This girl's! Shuttle guy goes to get charger thing and jumps my car. It goes for grate yay.
• Pick up ferrets (Dr. Jenny says all are doing very well for greatest yayz!), pick up dinner, come home and fall over in my igloo. (I turned the heat *off* while I was gone, so it's like 40 degrees in here. The heat is on, but it's going to take some time.)
OMG so dead of being so dead!