Airport
Ever been late, and not realize exactly how late you really are? That's what happened to me today. #1 Son went to his Grandparents house in New England today. We set off for Orlando International around 1:30, or so. Which by the way, is what time he was SUPPOSED to be there for check-in. I swear to God I didn't realize how late I was. I was in no hurry whatsoever. We even stopped for a bite to eat at Mickey-D's drive-thru on our way to the Beeline, or Beachline, or whatever the hell they call SR 528 these days. We got to the airport found somewhere to park, after driving around for awhile, and headed over to the terminal. As we came out of the pedestrian tunnel and into the main terminal #1 Son accidently got on the wrong escalator, which was parallel to the one I was on. His only went up one level, to the Rental Car area. So he told me he'd meet me up on three, which is the main floor.
I waited in front of the elevators for about five minutes before panic started to show it's ugly little head. About the time I was going to go on a manhunt, I see the top of his ballcap rising up on the escalator. Apparently he forgot what floor he supposed to go to, so he took the elevator down to the tunnel level, and got on the right escalator.
We finally get up to the ticket counter, and the lady kind of gives a little tsk tsk sound and comments that we are a little late. We check his bags, get his ticket, my escort paperwork, and haul ass to the TSA baggage search area. While in line I ask him what time it is, #1 shows me his watch, His plane leaves in five minutes. I start apologizing to him, explaining that I didn't realize how late we were. Actually I just never felt 'rushed'.
We take the Monorail over to his gate, and he runs ahead to the gate to check-in, and get a boarding pass. I have all his gear and am behind him. I get to the gate, and he isn't talking to the gate agent, he's in the boarding line. I said "No, over here, you need your pass." He runs over, and I inform the lady that #1 is supposed to be on this plane. I then ask if there it's still possible for him to get a boarding pass. She checks in her computer, and the next thing I know we have a boarding pass, and he is the last one aboard the plane.
I know by watching that reality TV show that many people have some really big problems flying Southwest Airlines. But, if the service we were given is any indication of their commitment to their customers, then I'll have to continue using them exclusively. We were totally late, were treated curtiously, and his baggage made it on the plane with him.
Lexapro really works for anxiety.....maybe too good, because I felt no urgency at all.
I waited in front of the elevators for about five minutes before panic started to show it's ugly little head. About the time I was going to go on a manhunt, I see the top of his ballcap rising up on the escalator. Apparently he forgot what floor he supposed to go to, so he took the elevator down to the tunnel level, and got on the right escalator.
We finally get up to the ticket counter, and the lady kind of gives a little tsk tsk sound and comments that we are a little late. We check his bags, get his ticket, my escort paperwork, and haul ass to the TSA baggage search area. While in line I ask him what time it is, #1 shows me his watch, His plane leaves in five minutes. I start apologizing to him, explaining that I didn't realize how late we were. Actually I just never felt 'rushed'.
We take the Monorail over to his gate, and he runs ahead to the gate to check-in, and get a boarding pass. I have all his gear and am behind him. I get to the gate, and he isn't talking to the gate agent, he's in the boarding line. I said "No, over here, you need your pass." He runs over, and I inform the lady that #1 is supposed to be on this plane. I then ask if there it's still possible for him to get a boarding pass. She checks in her computer, and the next thing I know we have a boarding pass, and he is the last one aboard the plane.
I know by watching that reality TV show that many people have some really big problems flying Southwest Airlines. But, if the service we were given is any indication of their commitment to their customers, then I'll have to continue using them exclusively. We were totally late, were treated curtiously, and his baggage made it on the plane with him.
Lexapro really works for anxiety.....maybe too good, because I felt no urgency at all.
posted by Tall Molly Man at 8:21 PM
2 Comments:
Psychotropic pharmaceuticals are a blessing indeed!
I love Southwest. I fly them exclusively. Like I fly so damn much anyway... My mom has always used them and everytime I've had to fly I've used them except for once and I used American, which I will never use again. Southwest has always been good to my family!
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