I whisper your name (ayradyss) wrote,
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Bad plane karma...

Meeting for the STFM got out at 1515 instead of 1700. Took the taxi with a couple of STFM folks to the airport; they picked up the tab. Nobody lets me pay for anything. Checked in for my 1900 flight, stood by for the 1800 one just in case (I'd rather wait in Chicago than in KC - the airport in Kansas City was rather hastily redone for the new TSA security, and in order to pee you have to exit the secured area) and walked in. The 1515 flight to Chicago was delayed and then cancelled; the passengers were rebooked onto the 1800 one; the 1800 flight left on time.
My flight did not. In fact, my 1901 departure time became a boarding time of 2030 and an actual taxi-to-the-runway time of 2115. That wouldn't be a big deal, except that my flight back home was scheduled to leave Chicago at 2115. The last flight of the evening.

I am booked at a fairly decent hotel in Chicago, and I have of course nothing with me because I figured I was going home, if my luggage got lost it was no big deal. Theoretically, the hotel will bring me a toothbrush soon so that I will not stink too badly when I make my 0750 flight home in the morning. It will be a short night. I will not see my Angel until I come home at midnight tomorrow night, and then I must be up and to clinic at 0845 Tuesday, and nobody knows where my luggage is but it either made the standby flight I did not and thus is at home waiting, or it is in some top-secret Luggage Holding Pen here in O'Hare, where it will contract some sort of horrible luggage disease from engaging in intimate contact with the strange liquid that we were informed had leaked from one of the preceding passenger's bags - explaining the delay between boarding and taxi; they had to make sure we were not going to die. I have been promised that I will have my luggage one way or another when I get home. We shall see.

Never fly with me, O Best Beloved. I have terrible plane karma.

Edit: The very best possible way to make sure that you get your toothbrush from the hotel, of course, is to decide that it is not coming and sit down to go to the bathroom.

Edit edit: Vacation request came back to me, saying I have to find someone to cover my clinic one of the days. I am tired and stressed and I am not able to cope with things today. I have so much to do before my ER shift starts at 2. It's not complicated; I'll ask one of the others what qualifies someone to cover a clinic for me and then I'll make a request. I have some time this time, not quite as last-minute. It's not a big deal. Why do I feel like curling up and crying?
Tags: chicago, flight delay

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