And no I'm not drinking... yet. I'm just happy to be home, the trip home was another Bataan Death March from one end of every airport to another... Chicago O'Hare it's just a big freaking airport. up and down and landed in Cincinnati, landed A14, connecting flight B35. Turn right, walk 1.2 miles to tram, take tram 15 feet then walk another 500 yards to the other end of the airport to find your gate then check in to discover... "we have an oversold situation and we don't have a seat for you right now. But on the up side we'll put you up in a nice hotel and give you meal vouchers."
Now I tried really really hard not to snarl so I politely asked if I could get my checked bag so I would have a toothbrush, eyeglasses, and a clean pair of unmentionables. She oh so nicely got my bag held in case I got to enjoy the hospitality of Delta in lovely Cincinnati... so I waited, called Bubba to warn him and in his oh-so-supportive way wondered how I didn't have a seat assignment and how it was my responsibility to make sure I did so things like this didn't happen. Really? Thanks Hon - that would have never entered my mind to ask when I checked in at Chicago to ask, to check again at the gate........ on a side note, there is no cord on a cell phone so when you grind your teeth at the verbal diarrhea your husband spouts at you ... he can hear it.
That is your friendly marriage tip of the day...
SO - to continue the suspense filled panic of will she or won't she make the last seat on that pseudo-jet to BWI airport, her car and home... I made my way to the gate, watched everyone else get on the plane, saw another lost soul in the same limbo as our heroine, (me) the gate ladies were staring at a screen and told us there were 2 people who landed at Gate A and had 3 minutes to make the flight... (I KNEW they weren't going to make it) the gate ladies concluded the same thing, printed 2 boarding passes and let us on... I was the last one on the airplane...
Now to add more fun to this dance? I got on the plane, got buckled in, called Bubba informed him I did indeed have a seat and would be home that very evening. Settled in then heard, "due to the number of bags checked at the gate the plane is overweight, I need 2 passengers to volunteer to deplane, and take the next flight in the morning. I shrank down in my seat just knowing that my name was about to be called to get off the plane and enjoy Delta hospitality....
We waited with baited breath, I started packing up my stuff knowing the tap on the shoulder was coming... then I heard it... "Ladies and gentleman, thank you I've gotten my two volunteers and we will be departing shortly." Insert HUGE sigh of relief here.
Lesson learned, when the boss asks you to travel on the short time line - DO NOT get the rookie travel gal - and verify seat assignments. Oh yeah - and direct flight so you don't have to walk half way to your destination just to get to your connecting flight. I did start a letter to Delta tell me what you think:
Dear Delta Airlines,
I wanted to write and thank you for your consideration for my continued good health. Now you might question how an airline considered a passenger's health considering the lack of general cleanliness of the aircraft... let me explain. My recent trip from Baltimore to Chicago took me via Detroit Airport where you thoughtfully landed my arriving plane at Gate A2, and booked my departing flight from Gate B3. A lovely hike through the airport of approximately 2 miles. And while carrying a coat, a computer and a purse made for a nice weight addition to ensure my heart rate and respiratory system was up and functioning to maximum capacity. Great way to get my cardio in!!
Then on the trip home, where you had to know I'd enjoy the culinary delights of the Windy City you made sure that I landed in Cincinnati I got the cardio tour of this airport as well, arriving gate A10, departing gate B35! And to make sure my heart rate stayed up for maximum cardio benefit you oversold the flight so it was 50-50 if I would arrive home on time.
So thanks, my EKG looks great and I'm ready for my next hike through the mid-west.
Sincerely,
The chubby chick asking for oxygen regardless of cabin pressure.
Do you think I'll get a response? Yeah I don't think corporate gets sarcasm either....
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