Monday, March 19th, 2007
So in brief – yesterday morning, after maybe three hours of sleep, I got to the Austin airport and found out my flight was delayed by exactly the length of my layover in Chicago, thus ensuring that I would be landing at pretty much the very moment I was supposed to be departing.
Got to Chicago, was told that all remaining flights to Toronto were full and while I could go on the standby list, it was more likely that I’d not be getting out of O’Hare till 11:30AM this morning, meaning that I would be spending the next 19 hours or so hanging out in the departure lounge. Of all the Tom Hanks movies I’d have liked to be living out, this was not the one. Better than Castaway, I guess, but not by much. I seem to get stuck in O’Hare a lot. I should really stop flying through there.
But as fortune would have it, another plane coming into Chicago looking to hook up with the next flight to T.O. was also delayed, meaning my problems were now some other schmuck’s and that I’d still be getting into Toronto last night, albeit several hours later and much more tired-er.
And when I got home, I found I had over a cubic foot of mail to go through. I josh you not. And don’t even talk to me about my email inbox.