Jan 06, 2006
"Um, I'm sorry ma'am, that's flights already closed." "What? No! I'm getting on that flight, I can make it, I have no luggage and I'm a really fast runner! Now give me my boarding pass!!!" That's never a good way to start off an internationl flight, especially before security. Anyway, she gave me my boarding pass, I sweet talked security and batted my pretty eyelashes and took off running. Terminal K, Terminal K, shit I'm running down terminal L! Yeah, I ran all the way down the wrong terminal, jumping over suit cases and nearly taking out an old woman, not to mention shoe less and caring my belt (after the quick security check). So I turned around and hightailed it the right direction. Well, I made it 5 minutes to take off. Damn I'm good. So I get there, sweating my ass off and find out the flight was delayed 30 minutes. Everyone looks at me like I'm nuts, panting and sweating. I just sit and wait. That was exciting.