An excerpt from my travel journal....
"...1/15/09. I just experienced the ultimate in karma. I was sitting at the terminal in philly enjoying a pretzel (carbs don't matter when you're travelling and the southbeach diet does not exist outside sobe). So I'm watching the people get off the plane and one man was so angry about his carry on bag that he proceeded to yell at the first US airways employee in a uniform he could bounce his words off of. Ranting, raving, and otherwise causing a scene. I turned to the hot, 30-something dude sitting next to me and have an excuse now to strike up a convo. "That guy is losing it over there. This is hilarious." We have a good laugh and he complains his nextel isn't working. I thank the buddha that I have an iphone and I am trying to pass time w/ mobile facebook when I had a sudden realization that I've left a bag on the plane. Some of the most important items I brought with me on my impulsive travel. John's diploma, yoga mag, a present for Jeffrey, I was ejected from my seat in a panic and blurt out "FUCK!" I hurriedly ran/walked to the terminal to be turned away and sent to "customer service." What a fucking joke. It was like that episode of the Dave Chappell show where they have that training video for the company where their mission is to piss people off. I say to the customer service "specialist" I left somethign on that Boeing and this lady says "That was smart." I became so enraged that all I could imagine was taking off her head with some sort of automatic weapon. I felt just like the guy who I was laughing at a mere 15 minutes sooner.
Karma's a USAIR employee......"
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