Today

It’s actually sort of funny, but today was just a lot of things going wrong - might make for an interesting post. I’m at the airport charging my laptop as I write this, and I’ve been here for the past 5 hours (and I’ll probably be here for another 4).

So the day really started yesterday, when I started packing. Packing is always something that I underestimate, and it took forever as usual. I had my friend’s car which made it easier, but turned out to be the first bad thing. In the morning, I saw that a car had parked an inch in front of the car I was borrowing - so there was no way for me to get out. I called University Police because I needed to get out, and by a strange turn of events, it turns out that it was a reserved packing place and I got a ticket for even parking there (which is funny because a cop had told me in the night it was okay to park there for moving out).

So after getting the ticket and getting the details, I was already an hour behind schedule. I had to cut packing short and ask a friend to move my last things because I really had no time left. He helped me get to the train station, and it was a pretty tough situation after that.

So I’m on the l with two 50 pound backs, and a backpack that’s probably around 30 pounds - needless to say I wasn’t moving that fast. Also it’s ridiculously humid and I decided to wear jeans and long-sleeved shirt (brilliant). Oh, also the Chicago Blackhawks just won the Stanley Cup and of course the victory parade was happening exactly while I was going to the airport.

At one point I was taking all my stuff up a flight of stairs when hundreds of others were going in the opposite direction to watch the parade. Definitely one of the better recent workouts I’ve had. I got onto the right train and got to the airport at 1:05.

My flight departs at 1:15.

By the time I get to the check-in desk, the lady tells me that I have 6 minutes, and the next open flight is at 10pm. So I check-in, get through security the fastest I’ve ever been in my life, and look for the gate. Continuing the theme of the day, the gate was at the opposite end of the terminal. I make a run for it, see the plane, but the attendant adamantly says that the gate is closed off - there’s no way I’m getting on that plane. She puts me on the stand-by list for the 5pm flight, and I decided to go looking for the tennis racket I lost along the way (I still don’t know where that is….)

I’m still waiting so the standby thing didn’t work though. On top of all this, the whole reason I really even care that much is because today is my sister’s birthday. I was going to go to her recital and the family was going to go to dinner afterwards, but that’s long gone now.

Definitely a shitty situation, but I guess it’s good to get all the bad things done with in one day.

This post really has no purpose other than to vent, and maybe inspire a script for some sitcom episode one day?