Fucking Airlines

Sunday, June 29, 2008
Today, Hot Chick and fellow UCFer Tania was supposed to fly in to Denver from the Great White North for a business event, and she, Anne and I were going to get together for spa treatments, lunch and shoe shopping.

Fucking airlines.

Tania's plane was delayed by six hours, and now we're down to lunch and Transmission delivery. Don't these asshats understand they're fucking with UCF visiting time? Seriously, they should realize the ramifications of their actions.

I'll try and shake off my disappointment so we can have a nice late lunch this afternoon.

And yes, I'll be posting a new UCF Hairball sometime tomorrow to reflect all the recent activity.

Fucking airlines.

1 comments:

MWT said...

Heh, could be worse. One of my cousins was stranded in San Fran for 12 hours and then the flight got cancelled, and he arrived in Honolulu only an hour before the wedding started. We'd had dinner plans for the night before, and there was a bunch of family drama when that got cancelled (he was hosting it). The dinner got moved to the evening after the wedding but by then some of the people had left (including the bride and groom), so it wasn't what it should've been. Plus he didn't get to see as much of Oahu as we'd hoped.

Hope you managed to get lunch or dinner. :)