My Last 72 hours in review ..... LONG and just a vent!
..... if I have committed homicide or suicide by now, I think I'm going to be alright!
Some of you have followed up trials and tribulations on FB, so feel free to move along to a more interesting thread. :)
Friday just as I was leaving for the office got an email alert from BoA for possible debit card fraud. Called the number and sure enough there were tons of fraudulent charges ranging from .04 to .56 where the jerks were attempting to figure out the 3 digit security code on the back.
Fed-Ex calls and says they've delivered a new company issued BlackBerry to my apartment and left it on the doorstep - can't leave it there all weekend, so unscheduled stop on the way to the airport.
Traffic from here to Philadelphia on Friday afternoon is crazy with people heading to the Jersey Shore .... sweating getting to the airport in time to get rental turned in, through security and have a minute to log on and check the bank balance to make sure there is money there. Need lunch - scrounge around and dig out $8 in my wallet. I never carry much cash traveling.
Board plane - 2 grown men almost come to blows over the overhead bin space. Mom, dad and three kids sitting in the the row in front of me - kids fighting over window seat - youngest (baby) cries the entire flight - other two terrorize one another with the older telling the younger the plane is going to crash into every body of water we see. Dad is oblivious and lost in a movie on his DVD player.
My truck had a flat at home, so King picks me up in his truck (he has changed my flat because I had things to do on Saturday morning) so we change trucks, go eat at Red Lobster and then go buy a new tire $199 for one freaking tire - you gotta be kidding me!
Saturday - get hair highlighted (Amy Bacon, Rockwall Salons - shameless plug - cuz she's the best), stop by BoA to get replacement debit card and find out these idiots have been dinging my account since APRIL or early MAY. Thank goodness they hadn't figured out the 3 digit security code! Idiots. Get to nail salon - air conditioning is out. I was comfortable, but those poor little Asian girls were dying - of course repairmen shows up just as I'm getting ready to leave. Go around the corner to tan - no problems there (YEA!).
Catch about an hour nap in the recliner - out to dinner and the movies to see My Sister's Keeper with King for our anniversary - perfect evening.
Today get to the airport scheduled departure 4:10, gate A15. As I'm going through security, flight notification gate change to C19. Ok, no big deal, hit the SkyLink since I'm already through security. During which time the TSA slams my purse around and smashes my Graham Crackers to piece - so no PB and Graham Cracker mid-flight snack. Plane is there - good sign. 3:40 boarding time comes and goes - crew still cleaning. 4:10 comes and goes - crew still cleaning - this plane better be spic n span clean!! Standing around waiting to board flight status alert comes across - 4:20 departure and not a soul has started to board. More hoopla over the overhead bin space (how hard is it to understand one up and one down - I personally witnessed 4 people put all their bags over head and I'm on row 9). And of course, the ever popular crying baby! iPod? Dead battery, resort to online training for work to pass the time and kill the noise....sad, but true.
Fast forward 2 hours and 49 minutes, land in Philly - sit on tarmac because some US Airways plane has the entry into the gate area blocked. Twiddling thumbs. Oh wait - time to dig out apartment keys.
No keys to be found - apparently in my haste on Friday, I left them attached to the rental car key ring. Get to rental car lot, ask about lost and found - no one has access except the lost and found guy who only works Mon-Fri 8-5. I'm 45 minutes from the airport on a good day. Oh yeah I forgot to mention it raining as I'm tromping across the Hertz lot to the "main" building because the "Gold" service counter doesn't deal with Lost and Found. He guy offers to mail them to me - HELLO - the mailbox key is on the damned key ring. So looks like I'll make a trip back into the airport tomorrow if Mr Lost and Found has them.
Thankfully I had a spare key to the apartment in my little medicine box in my purse that I never leave home without, so I was able to get in the apartment, but my security key fob and mailbox key are on the key ring too.
I'm done whinging and going to have a SF Ice Cream sandwich for dinner at 11:00 and 2 Klonopin and going to bed ....... how many days are left in June? LOL
This week has to be better - King is coming here and we're going to NYC Friday, probably Atlantic City on Saturday and who knows on Sunday until his flight time at 6pm.
I love my life!
265/129
Open RNY 10/01/03
Dr. Hugh Babineau
FBL BA/BL 03/17/05
Dr. John LoMonaco
RNY 4-22-02...
LW: 6lb,10 oz SW:340lb GW:170lb CW:155
We Can Do Hard Things
It's OK to laugh - I do .... I just shake my head and laugh. It doesn't ruin the makeup nearly so bad as crying over it! Four years ago when I first started traveling I would have been in a pure panic attack / breakdown - now days - pop a Xanax and just roll with the flow!
I rant a lot about stupid people at airports, but they also provide comic relief at times. Now ill-behaving kids, I have NO tolerance - not necessarily the kids, but the parents who don't seem to care their brats are terrorizing 170 other people with their antics!
Man!! What an adventure! Traveling always brings out the best in people huh? lol
On a trip to NY once I met the real lady from the airport scene in Meet The Parents with Ben Stiller. lol I guess if you fly frequently with United then you get to walk over a red carpet to board the plane. The 10 feet of red carpet was to the left of the metal poles, the regular carpet was to the right. I was either in first class or bulk head and was next in line after the frequent flyers went through and I dared to walk across the red carpet. (I didn't realize the snafu until the attendant not so graciously pointed it out) Then she made me go back and traverse over the regular carpet.
I think the regular announcement over the intercom about not carrying things without your knowledge just kind of sets the tone to begin with.... I can never get over that one no matter how many times I hear it!
Hope your next one is better!
The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique. Walt Disney
http://www.TickerFactory.com/">
http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/2;10728;28/st/20110112/n/Blake/dt/-1/k/3fb3/s-age.png">>