I flew back from DC this morning. I was booked on a 10am flight, but to be courteous to my host (who wanted me the hell out of town - I'm kidding!!!), I was flying on the 6:30am flight standby. The airline told me to be there 2 hours prior to the flight. (Now I am a morning person, I wake up every morning at 5am, but if you screw with my sleeping prior to 5, I am a zombie...) I was NOT in the mood to be at the airport at 4:30am as generous and kind-spirited as I am.
So we get to the airport at 6am. I figured I'd work some Diva magic. The gentleman at the airline counter was an older Indian man and, well, I understood maybe 20% of what he said. First he told me I was too late. I told him that I was told by the customer service folks last night that I was already on the standby list. He was confused and thought I was booked on another airline. Finally got him to give me a boarding pass for the 6:30 flight. It was 6:05.
Then thru security. Of course, I forgot and wore an underwire bra. So they had to do that whole 'body-cavity-pull-you-asi de-search' and got felt up. They re-xrayed my boots. Then they couldn't find them after they went thru the Xray. Lovely...
So off I go after being reunited with my boots, hauling booty *no pun intended* in 3 inch heels to the B concourse and (of course) my gate is at the end. Supposed to be there by 6:20. They do the final boarding call - I'm still 5 gates away... But, I make it. (I'm counting the 10 min run with the suitcase and in heels as my 30 mins of cardio today...)
And, they upgrade me to business class... Why? I have no clue, but who's to complain? The only thing that sucked was that they don't serve free booze until after noon on their flights.
P.S. It's 7pm. I'm running a fever. Rescheduled my date. In my jammies and going to bed. If you call me tonight, I swear I will curse you and all of your future generations with uncontrollable growing nose and ear-hair.
P.P.S. Congratulations to a friend who just got adopted by a sweet kitty from a local shelter who is named "Dolce". (I think Dolce's sister should be Gabana!) I hope Dolce brings much joy and comfort.
They don't serve booze before noon? My airline serves it whenever. DD won't fly unless she can get a crown and coke before the plane moves. She hates take offs. We are usually on the 6am flights out of DFW to TPA.
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 01.05.05 (6:01 am)