Ok, but this one was really pretty funny.
Last week I had a flight scheduled on an airline that you may have read about in the news because all of their mechanics were going on strike. The strike started two days before I left, so I also had a ticket on another airline that's operating under bankruptcy protection. The ticket on Airline 2 flew at almost the exact same time, but was $1200 as compared to $350 on Airline 1.
Despite all the striking, Airline 1 told me my flight was leaving on time. Then they said it would be ten minutes late. Then they said it would be a half hour late. And then one hour. After three more similar announcements, they said to go pick your bags back up because the flight wasn't going in "the near future." This announcement came 5 minutes after the door closed on my other flight.
Instead of ruining my day though, Strike Airlines totally hooked me up. They gave me flight vouchers, a phone card, a free drink, bonus miles, and a first class ticket on a third airline. All for the inconvenience of me getting to San Diego less than 20 minutes late. That was awesome.
But the most awesome part of the travel experience was waiting at the luggage carousel. I was waiting at the very bottom of the luggage shooting machine, because I had a priority bag that would be coming out right at the beginning. But my flight contained the rudest, pushiest people I have ever seen besides that one time Tug and I went to the San Francisco Chinese New Year parade. So everyone started jostling at the carousel to the point where the bags got jammed in the chute and weren't coming out any more. Almost everyone noticed that an airline employee was about to throw the switch to turn off the carousel- except one punk rocker.
He had evidently seen those commercials where there's a piece of litter on the ground, and everyone just stares at it until someone nonchalantly picks it up and throws it away. He loudly yelled "well, if no one else wants to fix it" and pushed past me to climb up to the chute. Of course, this was the exact moment the airline employee threw the switch. Which sent the punk rock kid flying back into my shoulder,which he glanced off of and was hurtled toward the tiniest little old lady. And she was the classic little old lady you see in the airport- pink track suit, huge sunglasses, purse with knitting supplies, tightly permed gray hair.... and the kid just leveled her. Seeing a big guy with full calf tattoos and spiky hair do a flying tackle on a little old lady in the middle of the airport is awesome. I almost couldn't wait to see if she was ok before laughing hysterically.
That actually isn't really that funny if you didn't see it, but I'm stuck at my house while I'm having doors installed, and I'm bored.
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