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Airport!
Posted on Dec 23rd, 2006
by 
jason
jason
Cross-posted from http://www.in-my-tree.net/
That's right, I'm at the airport again! DIA is truly a madhouse right now, my heart really goes out to all the employees that have to call this day of hell WORK.
I was supposed to fly to Chicago tonight, via Minneapolis.
Flight from DEN to MIN was at 3:32pm. I left my house at 10:50, caught the skyride and was in line for security by 12:35 (bless online checkin). Except that OOOPS, while waiting in the hour long security line, which wrapped all the way around the ticket concourse and down and escalator, i see that my first flight is delayed and isn't leaving until after the connecting flight. Shit, that sucks, its hawaii all over again.
However, I get through security with plenty of time and count my blessings on that. Met an art director from LA who just shot a video in keystone, he actually knew who I-I was, who ken wilber was, and what integral naked was. He was a buddhist named morgan, pretty cool guy and way into movies. I immediately liked him and gave him my email address in case he ever swings through denver.
But, long story short, I called united on my cell phone, waiting 45 minutes, and was told I could get on a flight to Rockford tonight. Then the call cutoff. Pissed was I. Call again while waiting in the customer service line and the former agent was kind enough to book me on Rockford (it was the last seat!) Got my new ticket in the CS line after chatting with a nice elderly lady for 40 minutes. Her husband is a quadraplegic and she was supposed to go to CA on Wednesday for a vacation away from him.
Got the ticket, and their even going to try and get my baggage on that flight if I'm lucky. And the blessed Ryan Doss is driving the hour out to Rockford to pick me up at 10:15pm so we can race to the windham for a late entry to the 4th Annual IL holiday part and get drunk.
4 hours after having gotten here, I've seen a lot of broken dreams. The looks on peoples faces are that of devastation, sadness, and anger as their holiday plans radically change.
Assuming my flight to Rockford doesn't get delayed, I must say I really count myself as one of hte lucky ones in this whole ordeal.
That's right, I'm at the airport again! DIA is truly a madhouse right now, my heart really goes out to all the employees that have to call this day of hell WORK.
I was supposed to fly to Chicago tonight, via Minneapolis.
Flight from DEN to MIN was at 3:32pm. I left my house at 10:50, caught the skyride and was in line for security by 12:35 (bless online checkin). Except that OOOPS, while waiting in the hour long security line, which wrapped all the way around the ticket concourse and down and escalator, i see that my first flight is delayed and isn't leaving until after the connecting flight. Shit, that sucks, its hawaii all over again.
However, I get through security with plenty of time and count my blessings on that. Met an art director from LA who just shot a video in keystone, he actually knew who I-I was, who ken wilber was, and what integral naked was. He was a buddhist named morgan, pretty cool guy and way into movies. I immediately liked him and gave him my email address in case he ever swings through denver.
But, long story short, I called united on my cell phone, waiting 45 minutes, and was told I could get on a flight to Rockford tonight. Then the call cutoff. Pissed was I. Call again while waiting in the customer service line and the former agent was kind enough to book me on Rockford (it was the last seat!) Got my new ticket in the CS line after chatting with a nice elderly lady for 40 minutes. Her husband is a quadraplegic and she was supposed to go to CA on Wednesday for a vacation away from him.
Got the ticket, and their even going to try and get my baggage on that flight if I'm lucky. And the blessed Ryan Doss is driving the hour out to Rockford to pick me up at 10:15pm so we can race to the windham for a late entry to the 4th Annual IL holiday part and get drunk.
4 hours after having gotten here, I've seen a lot of broken dreams. The looks on peoples faces are that of devastation, sadness, and anger as their holiday plans radically change.
Assuming my flight to Rockford doesn't get delayed, I must say I really count myself as one of hte lucky ones in this whole ordeal.
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