April 24, 2010
After hearing some not so good news this morning I was more then ready to head home and work in CT for the entire week. That's right no town cars, no planes, no hotels and no traveling for a whole week. So when I arrived at the airport and found out not once, not twice, not three times, but four that my flights had been delayed or changed I was not a happy camper. So after being in the airport for 5 hours and spending 5 hours on my blackberry, due to the fact that WIFI isn't free at George Bush Intercontinental Airport, (now isn't that coincidental) my battery was almost dead by the time I was to board. My work phone was dead by this time. And of course, both phone chargers were conveniently packed in my suitcase that was already checked. Again, we are talking about me here. I decided to test out this trusty Charging Machine. I grade it an F. Why because after inserting my 6$ and standing there for the 20 minutes both phones had absolutely no charge. The worst waste of 6$ ever. Sorry, Dad I'm definitely not retiring at 50 with purchases like these! My first connection to Atlanta was 3 hours past my actual time, however I had three seats in an EXIT row. The EXIT row has become my right of passage these days. Eight out of my last flights I have been put in an EXIT row. I have learned you can not say "UmmHmm" or "Yup" when the Flight Attendant asks you; "Are you aware that you are seated in an exit row and are you prepared to assist in case of an emergency?" You must say YES!" she snapped at me. But the leg room is well worth the responsibility. The roller-coaster of turbulence not so much. Oh, I did arrive home safely.
After hearing some not so good news this morning I was more then ready to head home and work in CT for the entire week. That's right no town cars, no planes, no hotels and no traveling for a whole week. So when I arrived at the airport and found out not once, not twice, not three times, but four that my flights had been delayed or changed I was not a happy camper. So after being in the airport for 5 hours and spending 5 hours on my blackberry, due to the fact that WIFI isn't free at George Bush Intercontinental Airport, (now isn't that coincidental) my battery was almost dead by the time I was to board. My work phone was dead by this time. And of course, both phone chargers were conveniently packed in my suitcase that was already checked. Again, we are talking about me here. I decided to test out this trusty Charging Machine. I grade it an F. Why because after inserting my 6$ and standing there for the 20 minutes both phones had absolutely no charge. The worst waste of 6$ ever. Sorry, Dad I'm definitely not retiring at 50 with purchases like these! My first connection to Atlanta was 3 hours past my actual time, however I had three seats in an EXIT row. The EXIT row has become my right of passage these days. Eight out of my last flights I have been put in an EXIT row. I have learned you can not say "UmmHmm" or "Yup" when the Flight Attendant asks you; "Are you aware that you are seated in an exit row and are you prepared to assist in case of an emergency?" You must say YES!" she snapped at me. But the leg room is well worth the responsibility. The roller-coaster of turbulence not so much. Oh, I did arrive home safely.
Thank God I had a pedicure!
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