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Post by B8 on Feb 4, 2008 13:21:56 GMT -5
Amy was supposed to come visit us. We went to the airport to pick her up. Circles and circles latter no Amy. Where oh where can our Amy be? With her eyes so bright and her tail so long.
An hour over due and we park the car.
Try to figure out what happened. Oh the plane is due in two hours late. For a one hour flight? Ask and find the 800 number, call the 800 number, get the waiting game. Wife calls the same 800 number and gets a human while I am still waiting? Yes she got through, add another mystery to how she does things faster than a speeding computer. They tell her the flight has been canceled. So much for the flight information displays.
Go home disappointed and wait for the call. Phone rings, disconnected. Rats. Phone rings again, this time she gets through to the wife. Yeah I know stay away from the electronics. The tale has a strange twist, her flight was not canceled but it was diverted to another airport. Louisville Kentucky is where it landed. Wow farther from here than where she left from.
Moral of the story- Amy and airplanes do not mix well.
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Post by Mr. Sassy Pants on Feb 4, 2008 15:00:58 GMT -5
amy.....you should only fly when a nade lands below you....
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Post by Amy on Feb 5, 2008 10:25:24 GMT -5
land mines?
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