Saturday, May 5, 2007

Here I am in Dallas, finally.

OK, here are some things from my day that I find quite funny:

1) I went to buy an overpriced Diet Coke ($2.32? Are you serious?) and the lady at the register asked, "Are you with the special Olympics?"  I struggled to find the words.  Special, I am. Olympic, I'm not.  It wasn't until 20 minutes later that I realized I had on a Torch Run Tshirt, supporting the Special Olympics.

2) When we were about ready to leave, this late hoochie got on the plane, and started at the front row, continuing back, asking, "Is this seat taken?" At. Every. Row.  There were tons of seats available, but she had to try EVERY row.  She settled in front of me.  She had burgandy hair, several piercings, BRIGHT green (we're talking amphibian green) eye shadow, and her burgandy hair sported a head band AND a pony tail.

3) I shared my exit row with Mr. Military.  His hair was buzzed to nothing, he had perfect posture, and he said "ma'am" a lot.  I was impressed.  5 minutes into the flight, he fell asleep.  He didn't wake up until the landing gear hit the runway.  Bless his heart.

4) The chick behind me asked the flight attendant for a beer.  The flight attendant first said, "You'll have to chug it." which cracked me up, then said, with full downflying arm motion, "We're going down now."  WHAT?  ACK!

5) The turbulent bumps are HORRID on a full bladder (remember, I don't pee on planes.)

6) I gathered my checked bag, and called the hotel for a shuttle.  "We don't do that on weekends."  WTH?  Fine, I called a cab.  More out of pocket money.  Work will reimburse me, but I want my cash!

7) At the hotel, I go in with a bag, a laptop, and a purse.  The clerk is dealing with someone else, then he looks at me and says, "You got a question?"  Ummm, no, I want to check in.

8) The advertised food/drinks in the evening? They don't DO that on weekends.  Good Lord, what DO you do on weekends?

Anyway, I'm here, and I'm fine.  I brought some microwaveable food and I'm all set.  Don't travel with Pringles, my friend.  Don't even try.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Haaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaha "Are you with the Special Olympics?"  hee hee hee.....  (I can laugh because Alex has been in Special Olympics before...)

Crushed Pringles just make it easier to lift up the can and have a drink of chips, man!!

here's hopin' the trip goes quickly!  :)  (Oh...and Happy Cinco de Mayo!  I'll have a strawberry margarita for you!)

~Amy

Anonymous said...

Glad you made it safely. $2.32 for a diet coke! Holy crap! The house is cleaned, dusted and vaccumed. Come home soon cause I miss you. I love you.

Anonymous said...

Glad you are a roll with the punches kinda girl!  ;o)  -  Barbara

Anonymous said...

Do Pringles shatter on plane trips?  Sorry the freebies services didn't work on weekends.  Laughing at the folks and their conversations...I can so picture it.  And...I am usually flying to Dallas when I fly. (Home office is in Frisco.)