fun with cade in airports - DFW still sucks edition
since no one other than me seems to think the below post was funny....i'll move on.
i am currently sitting in the gate area at DFW. have i ever mentioned that i hate this place? i thought i might have mentioned it.
after an exhausting week in the "live music capital of the world" austin, texas (look soon for a future post about the best guitar player i have ever seen...if i feel like it,) i survived my first flight, a 35 minute jumper from austin to dallas without incident and in relative comfort. for some reason, i was booked into first class for my entire trip home. not sure why. really didn't mind too much. even the white-trash-ish mom and her 3 kids in the row behind me (hello!! 4 first class tickets for a 35 minute flight?) were relatively well behaved and i slept a little.
then we parked at the gate.
now, before i go any futher, i feel i should mention that all of the "issues" with this trip were of my own doing, so this is less a complaint and more an absurd look at the state of mind and body i am currently in.
i arrived at my new departure gate, somehow managing to skip the entire rigmaroll of using the dreaded skylink, to find that my flight to boston was oversold. well, being the mileage and free ticket whore that i am, of course i jumped in and volunteered my ticket in leiu of a $300 travel voucher and a MAXIMUM lateness of 3 hours. needless to say, that i got bumped and am now waiting for my chance at standby on the next flight or my confirmed middle seat on the one after. that's right, i passed up a 4 hour nap in first class for the chance to sit between two fatties in coach and pray for death for the better part of the evening.
whatever, the point of this post is to say this: i am tired. very, very tired. and i have been sick all week. not like deathly sick, but annoyingly sick. my eyes are bloodshot. my voice comes and goes. i am quickly running out of kleenex. and i just spilled a full mcdonald's dr pepper that is now puddled up in the seat next to me.
not to mention the 3 shot glasses i knocked off the shelf at the newsstand a few minutes ago.
if my dayquil actually holds and i somehow make it home in one piece tonight, you can rest assured that i will be sleeping for about 20 hours.
i guess the good news is, my weeklong "t-mobile wireless" pass works here as well, and i get to share, once again, the glamours of travelling with me.
i am currently sitting in the gate area at DFW. have i ever mentioned that i hate this place? i thought i might have mentioned it.
after an exhausting week in the "live music capital of the world" austin, texas (look soon for a future post about the best guitar player i have ever seen...if i feel like it,) i survived my first flight, a 35 minute jumper from austin to dallas without incident and in relative comfort. for some reason, i was booked into first class for my entire trip home. not sure why. really didn't mind too much. even the white-trash-ish mom and her 3 kids in the row behind me (hello!! 4 first class tickets for a 35 minute flight?) were relatively well behaved and i slept a little.
then we parked at the gate.
now, before i go any futher, i feel i should mention that all of the "issues" with this trip were of my own doing, so this is less a complaint and more an absurd look at the state of mind and body i am currently in.
i arrived at my new departure gate, somehow managing to skip the entire rigmaroll of using the dreaded skylink, to find that my flight to boston was oversold. well, being the mileage and free ticket whore that i am, of course i jumped in and volunteered my ticket in leiu of a $300 travel voucher and a MAXIMUM lateness of 3 hours. needless to say, that i got bumped and am now waiting for my chance at standby on the next flight or my confirmed middle seat on the one after. that's right, i passed up a 4 hour nap in first class for the chance to sit between two fatties in coach and pray for death for the better part of the evening.
whatever, the point of this post is to say this: i am tired. very, very tired. and i have been sick all week. not like deathly sick, but annoyingly sick. my eyes are bloodshot. my voice comes and goes. i am quickly running out of kleenex. and i just spilled a full mcdonald's dr pepper that is now puddled up in the seat next to me.
not to mention the 3 shot glasses i knocked off the shelf at the newsstand a few minutes ago.
if my dayquil actually holds and i somehow make it home in one piece tonight, you can rest assured that i will be sleeping for about 20 hours.
i guess the good news is, my weeklong "t-mobile wireless" pass works here as well, and i get to share, once again, the glamours of travelling with me.
posted by cade at 12:29 PM
5 Comments:
So, with your usual travel woes, you should get home 12 hours later than expected, but that will be 12 hours closer to the KU vs. Texas match up, so... don't sleep too long, I would hate for you to miss Texas losing again. Good luck getting home.
i thank the powers-that-be that you are a 'free ticket whore'. have a good nap on your flight home. maybe the fatties will let you cuddle...
kroeker- i'm still reeling from being that close to GOING to the game. couldn't get my flight changed and didn't have a place to stay, so there you go.
no worries, i'm not missing it. what i should worry about is missing work tomorrow.
oh yeah, UPDATE: i'm sitting across from a woman with a beard. for serious.
Always glad to see these posts. But more glad to have you home.
heavens! the more i read, the more impressed i was to have seen you at the store today... good for you...!
hope your "not deathly sick, but annoyingly sick" ailment leaves you soon...
take your time on the t-shirt :)
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