Tuesday, March 04, 2003 Airport
Last Wednesday I was supposed to hop on a plane to Gainesville, Florida, to correct a little legal misunderstanding there. It was all planned out. The mate would drive me, I'd whoosh my e-ticket through the console, and I'd change planes in Atlanta.
The only thing I hadn't counted on was being goddammned retarded. I somehow mis-read my 12:40 flight as a 1:40 flight, so instead of arriving an hour and 20 minutes early, I was 20 minutes early. Then my e-ticket wouldn't whoosh, and I couldn't get a boarding pass. I stood in line for two hours as snow piled up outside and more and more flights were cancelled. When I finally got to the ticket counter, they stopped just short of telling me to go fuck myself.
I called the mate, and we decided it would be more efficient to drive fifteen hours. By the time he turned around and came back to the airport, it was 5 p.m. in a blizzard, and court was at 9 a.m.. If i didn't show up, the judge would issue a bench warrant. I had a nagging feeling of suspicion that Fox was behind it all. I kept looking around for hidden cameras, but all I saw were irritating yuppies.
Finally, the mate showed up and we started heading south on 95. posted by Frenz | 3/04/2003 12:29:00 PM
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