Tuesday, November 15, 2011
The best laid plans. Dashed.
My work travels went nowhere yesterday, not that I didn't try. Not that I didn't sit at an airport for five hours trying to make something happen.
Cancelled flight after cancelled rescheduled flight. Frustrating.
I finally had to just call it and tell them to refund me. Any chance of getting where I was headed was thwarted when I missed the last connecting flight from Chicago.
It was going to be close after the second rescheduled flight to make that connection and my fear was that I'd be stuck in O'Hare for the night and not be able to get home. I already knew I'd miss my morning meeting if I couldn't get out last night so why bother?
As you can see, Mother Nature was to blame.
But I gotta tell you, I was more annoyed with the gate agents than the weather. I had to do all the work for them, giving them potential connecting cities to get to my final destination. They had no logical thought process at all. Then the one just cancelled all my options (cancelled not rescheduled) not bothering to let me there were two other options to get to Chicago. I finally righted her wrong, but what a hassle. Don't even get my started on my sopping wet luggage I'm guessing they left on the tarmac.
But after five hours, I headed home. Never made it out of state, let alone to my client. ...and it slows down my quest by one week to get Platinum status.
Why g-d! Why??
My boss was big about the entire thing. He's going to be there tomorrow and I will not. I can call in, but it won't be the same - not really. Still I accept things I cannot change. Ooooookay.....not really. I'm not that guy.
Song by: the Continental Drifters