In general I feel like I have good karma...even great karma most of the time. But when it comes to transportation...I do not. I'm convinced that I must have some sort of electromagnetic pulse that is emitted from my body. When I travel, particularly by plane...I don't have the greatest of luck. And it is mainly due to mechanical and/or electrical issues as evidenced below.
Bad Karma Flying Experience #1: flying to Chicago my junior year of high school to go to junior prom with my Chicago friends whom I had not seen in a few years...flight was delayed significantly due to mechanical/electrical airplane issues. Arrived at Midway airport at two or three in the morning. Not the best part of town to be in at anytime of day really, least of all in the wee small hours of the morning.
Bad Karma Flying Experience #2: flying to Boston for a work conference. The adventure begins with a 7:45am flight. My oh so kind friend Courtney drove me to the airport...and being the truly great friend that she is, parked her car and walked into the airport with me...even though she couldn't go past security. Well I am thankful for Court everyday...and on this particular day I was especially thankful that she wanted to say a proper goodbye. When I got to the check in counter I was informed that my 7:45am flight had been delayed until 2:30 that AFTERNOON! I could have slept in folks!!!
Fast forward to that afternoon. Sitting at the airport waiting to board...an announcement comes on informing us that our flight is delayed AGAIN. The plane we are flying on has not even left Sacramento...we're suppose to be boarding in ten minutes. So I sit at the airport for another two hours or so and FINALLY get to board....only to arrive in Denver in a rainstorm which forces us to sit on the plane, on the tarmac. Originally I had enough time between my flights to get to the terminal in plenty of time...but due to the Sacramento delay AND the rain, I missed my flight by about four minutes. So here I am...stuck in the Denver airport...sad because I had plans to see Wicked that evening in Boston and because I was not actually sure when I'd be arriving in Boston and my conference started the next morning at about 8am.
After waiting in a VERY long line to chat with a customer service rep I was helped by one of the kindest and most patient CS reps I've ever met. Her name was Peg (short for Margarita...who knew). She set me up in a hotel and dinner and breakfast on the airline because she took the time to figure out why my initial flight had been delayed...and low and behold the plane I should have been on at 7:45 that morning, arriving from O'Hare, had mechanical issues. I'm telling you folks, it's my EMP. Although in this case I was ok with that because it meant a free hotel and hot meals. I eventually did make it to Boston...around four or five pm Monday. And I did still manage to see Wicked...front row center for extremely cheap all thanks to the very kind English gentleman working at the box office.
Bad Karma Flying Experience #3: Returning home from Boston...layover in Denver (seriously American Airlines...DENVER! I'm almost home by the time we're in Denver...can we just gas up in the air and keep going to Salt Lake)?! Arrive in Denver with plenty of time to get to my gate. (Flights leaving the Logan airport leave on time Boston really is the greatest city). But alas...on a perfectly clear day in Denver I STILL sit at the airport for almost FOUR hours BEYOND my hour and half layover. SERIOUSLY?! And why? Because the Denver airport does not have their ducks in a row and the airplane at our gate is actually supposed to be getting serviced due to MECHANICAL issues.
Bad Karma Flying Experience #4: On my way to Seattle, Washington for an adventure in Sequim, Everett and Seattle for a week! Arrive at the airport in time to catch my flight but not too early that I have to sit at the gate forever. Lost one of my FAVORITE owl necklaces sometime between check in and security. Get to my gate somewhat put out, but still extremely excited about my ferry ride to come and the possibility of castrating pigs later in the day. Make it through security without any feeling up or pornographic photos being taken of me. Arrive at my gate with fifteen minutes to spare until boarding. AND THEN...the announcement. "We apologize folks, but it looks like we're going to be delayed today as the airplane is having some MECHANICAL problems. The mechanic is looking at it." Ten minutes later, "Sorry again, folks. It looks like the plane is broken, yes, broken. We will be getting a new plane. Our original departure time of 9:45am will now be moved to 10:35am." Me and my damned EMP.
Ah well...I suppose all I can do is make like the Monty Python boys and "always look on the bright side of life." (remember this is a Monty Python song from the Life of Brian...sensitive ears and eyes be warned). At least I'm on my way to a week long vacation. And due to the extreme anxiety I was having last night...Millie is currently sitting in my lap enjoying the people watching and blogging with me as I type.
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The good news is the've always found the mechanical problem are you are still alive!!!!
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