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Mar. 28th, 2005 01:07 amI fucking hate this.
Today started with me spilling hot chocolate all down my front. It didn't improve. At least I showed up to DCA on time. Waaaaay on time, as sometime between the time I checked out of the hotel and the time I got to the airport, my flight got cancelled (mechanical trouble). They'd already rebooked me for a set of flights about three hours later. No big deal, I thought... I can do that. So I called up Kerri (thanks for being so understanding, by the way) and made sure she knew what was up, and hung around in the world's second ugliest airport for a couple hours. The flight to Charlotte went without incident (except for some turbulence).
My connection from CLT to LEX was only supposed to be a couple of hours long. So I grabbed a quick lunch and went to the gate, and waited. And waited. Flight got delayed several times (aircraft availability, then weather) and eventually cancelled. At this point, I called Kerri and told her not to wait up. Aaaand they automatically rebooked me for the last flight out, departing at 9:40.
And 10:00.
...make that 10:25.
No sooner was I able to board the plane than they cancelled that flight. It then took me for fuckin' ever to get rebooked (earliest I could get was 11:30 tomorrow morning) and get a hotel room.
Three times in one day. Three times.
I'd joked with the DCA ticketing guy about how I had only seen CLT as a bunch of blurry colors because I'd never had time between connections. This is not what I meant.
Today started with me spilling hot chocolate all down my front. It didn't improve. At least I showed up to DCA on time. Waaaaay on time, as sometime between the time I checked out of the hotel and the time I got to the airport, my flight got cancelled (mechanical trouble). They'd already rebooked me for a set of flights about three hours later. No big deal, I thought... I can do that. So I called up Kerri (thanks for being so understanding, by the way) and made sure she knew what was up, and hung around in the world's second ugliest airport for a couple hours. The flight to Charlotte went without incident (except for some turbulence).
My connection from CLT to LEX was only supposed to be a couple of hours long. So I grabbed a quick lunch and went to the gate, and waited. And waited. Flight got delayed several times (aircraft availability, then weather) and eventually cancelled. At this point, I called Kerri and told her not to wait up. Aaaand they automatically rebooked me for the last flight out, departing at 9:40.
And 10:00.
...make that 10:25.
No sooner was I able to board the plane than they cancelled that flight. It then took me for fuckin' ever to get rebooked (earliest I could get was 11:30 tomorrow morning) and get a hotel room.
Three times in one day. Three times.
I'd joked with the DCA ticketing guy about how I had only seen CLT as a bunch of blurry colors because I'd never had time between connections. This is not what I meant.
