There seems to be some cosmic force trying to keep me from the west coast. Not sure why.
Missed my plane this morning, after having checked out of the hotel, in cab, got to JFK, desperately hungover, actually still drunk, only to find my info was wrong and the plane was gone. Guy says "Good news and bad" Of course there is.
Guy:"Good news have you on the next flight no problem."
Sweet!
Guy:"Bad news it leaves tomorrow morning."
Damnit!
Oh well.
Call the hotel. Get in cab, back to Midtown. Check back in, really nice suite this time, I think the nice front desk girl felt bad for me.
Now they all know I'm still here. They all want to go out. Shitfire!
Maybe its no cosmic force, maybe its just me.
Missed my plane this morning, after having checked out of the hotel, in cab, got to JFK, desperately hungover, actually still drunk, only to find my info was wrong and the plane was gone. Guy says "Good news and bad" Of course there is.
Guy:"Good news have you on the next flight no problem."
Sweet!
Guy:"Bad news it leaves tomorrow morning."
Damnit!
Oh well.
Call the hotel. Get in cab, back to Midtown. Check back in, really nice suite this time, I think the nice front desk girl felt bad for me.
Now they all know I'm still here. They all want to go out. Shitfire!
Maybe its no cosmic force, maybe its just me.
Hope the next day went smoother and you made it to your destination.
Thank you for leaving a birthday wish in my journal btw.