#Adventures in Adventuring: Oh hello Philly. What? I missed my flight??
HAHA!! omg omg omg so I am the ultimate spaz. Like literally - when it comes to the social space, and computers in general ... I WILL OWN THAT SHIT. I very very very honestly ADORE the social space, and very very very honestly grew up using computers and ... just know my shit. When it comes to life in general however - I can be SUUUCCCHHH a spaz. Don't ask me to cook. Dudes, I cooked my first chicken breast this week!!! I just ... suck when it comes to certain life basics. I've never had to care to be honest. I was always online, and doing my thing that no one ever bothered.
Knowing what time your flight is, however, is apparently one of the life basics that slipped my mind.
I went to check in for my flight this morning, and was surprised to realize that I got the time right - but the date a day off ... LOOK AT THIS!!!
Yeah ... Thursday the 20th, not today the 21st!!
I was fortunately able to rebook my flight ... but for $90 more.
FMMMLLLLLLLL!!!
Well, I thought, I was going to spend $25 on getting to the airport, so if I just sleep at the airport tonight, I would actually only lose $65.
Am I happy about that, no. But it's a 6am flight, and only 4 hours of "sleep" before security opens ...
So now, I am sleeping at the airport.
No, like literally ... this is me ... in real time ...
Fortunately, in a few hours once the people around me fall asleep I know a shady spot that I slept in last December that I can crash in and not get super cold from the door - but yeah. This shit isn't fun. But I choose this lifestyle, and I choose to put on my big girl pants and deal - but FUUCCKKKK this shit isn't easy.
To sleep in an airport you have to LITERALLY sleep on your luggage. See, at any given moment there are at least 20 other people doing the same thing, and those people could potentially fuck your shit up (by stealing from you, or just generally being a nuisance and talk non-stop). I've been fortunate enough to never have someone steal from me ::knock on wood:: but yeah, this shit is real man.
I at least have now done it so many times that I know to put on my hoodie and sunglasses.
<tangent> People don't fuck with you when you wear sunglasses - they automatically assume you are on drugs, and when you are in a vulnerable position like this, it's not personal. You are instead a low hanging fruit. If someone thinks I am on drugs, I automatically become a liability and less attractive to people that want to fuck me up. Bottom line, I'm kosher for passover. </tangent>
So ... this is happening. I am mad at myself for forgetting the actual date of my flight, but am excited for the experience and grateful I was even able to book a flight.
Pardon the bitching and moaning, but I work so hard, and have so much equipment ... BAH! I have my cranky pants on.
The good part is though that I was at an event with an open bar earlier tonight, so I am feeling rather toasty. It will definitely make it easier to fall asleep in these UNBELIEVABLY uncomfortable chairs.
Just gotta get shit done man. Just gotta get shit done ...Note to self however, mark your iCal with travel dates. I just genuinely hope no one jacks that charging station.
I. WILL. FIGHT. YOU. FOR. IT!!!
#thatisall
