MONDAY DECEMBER 1
5:30am. After what seemed like no sleep, I had to be up at this time. I may have only got 4 hours. All because they didn't want me to go to the airport on my own, I had to wake up this early. Still not happy Jan! Fucking bullshit, I say! Let's continue the rant [Here's a note from the present: I'm not feeling like this at all now, but I've written down in my notes the emotional state I was in, so if there are a lot of rants, just bear in mind that's what I was feeling at the time and are not a precise indication of my true feelings in the present moment. Thank-you for your attention :)] I didn't book an afternoon flight to be woken up before the sun even came up. They knew I was cut about it. It's such a shame there are no shuttle buses from Oshawa to the airport - that sucks royal donkey balls. Had to leave at 6:30 to get to Scarborough, a town just a short distance away from downtown Toronto. From there we headed to Dawn's work as she needed to pick some stuff up. Caught 2 trains to get there. We were early after all, so it wasn't an issue. I was being a complete sook and it's been a very long time since I've acted in this way. But I figure if I'm going to be treated like a kid, then I may as well act like one. I'm 26. I don't respond well to being told what to do unless I ask for it. I don't get this attitude from my own family, so why the fuck should I get it from others? [Again, I do realise in the present moment that this is just an immature sooky rant. I have been treated tremendously well, but I'm unnecessarily tired and just want to go somewhere familiar - like Argentina. I'll get better once I've settled at my destinations!] In the preparations for this trip, I've been told, "You have to be ready by 6, you have to do this, don't do that, etc". Hey, it's my life, my perogative. If I want to wake up late I'll damn well do it. I know that this ordinarily wouldn't piss me off - usually I just analyse the person whom I'm getting that advice from and analyse their own lifestyle and their circumstances - try to see where they are coming from. If I spot hypocrisy, I call it! And I do not listen to advice from people whose choices I do not agree with, therefore, this shouldn't piss me off that much. Now, I'm feeling much better about this :) Rant over!
Caught a subway and a connecting bus to the airport. I was told, "You have to check in at 1pm", even though the airline told me 1:30. "I'm going later" was my adolescent response. Due to a snow storm in Chicago, all flights were delayed to and from O'Hare. My flight to Chicago was due out at 3pm with my connecting flight flying out at 6pm. My delay for the Chicago flight was initially one hour, so it would be departing at 4pm. It got delayed further by another 30 minutes, therefore a 4:30 departure was on the cards. GGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR There was no announcement of these changes, despite announcements for other airlines and their change of service. It was only because of sheer boredom that I looked up to the departures schedule. My gate was crowded, so I went to another one and tried to get the wifi set up, as they had the outlets and were advertising free wifi everywhere. It kinda worked, but the connection was unstable. I was going back and forth to my gate and saw that it was still due to depart at 4:30pm. So to be safe, I planned on parking myself at my gate at 4pm. At 3:50 I was getting bored, so I put my laptop away and slowly walked back towards my gate and while doing that, heard the faintest of announcements, "This is the final call for flight number 1109 to Chicago" - MY FLIGHT! I hoofed it all the way down to my gate. Thankfully I didn't have far to run, as I was carrying a full and heavy load with me. I was the 3rd last person to board. The plane left at 4:15pm...so close! The good news was that I was going to have an hour leeway for my connecting flight.
I'll finish this blog when I'm not so tired....there's still a lot to catch up on!
See ya then!
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