Un-traveling…

Back in January, i was in the midst of a dreadful “Airport Refugee” phase.  Three/three on the “trips/stranded” ratio.  This has become a bit of an organizational legend… 

Last week, i was on the east coast again, and had originally planned to join one of my colleagues, AU, for an afternoon meeting as i returned to the airport.  This is the same young man who was stranded with me during the blizzard in Washington, DC at the end of January.

After two days of drinking myself silly with friends mind-numbing meetings, i was done, and decided to bag the afternoon meeting, knowing that AU would be perfectly capable of covering things without me.  Here’s the e-mail thread as we sorted logistics.

AU:  You in town?  Still going to make the 2pm?

daisyfae:  Sorry.  Succumbed to brain melt.  Would like your take on what these guys are up to when you’re back.

The next series came after the meeting was over.

AU:  Interesting work.  Novel.  May even be useful.  Let’s talk when we’re both in town.

daisyfae:  Cool!  Looking forward to the update.

AU:  Thanks for not coming by the way. I am sure that is the only reason both of my flights were on time and there was no snow.

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36 thoughts on “Un-traveling…

  1. Wow we women are powerful. I was told to stay out of Vegas because bad things happen while I was there….an earthquake in Seattle, which is where I live and Sept. Perhaps we should join our mighty vagaga powers for good.

    • i’ll keep you posted. as i mentioned, there are people who won’t go to airports the same day i am going…. even if i’m just picking someone else up!

  2. Let’s pretend that I was drunk when I commented earlier and I hit the wrong keys and I really intended to type “vajayjay”. I think vagaga is a lady crush on a contemporary singer.

    • It cracked me up! sort of like me trying to comment while using my teeny-tiny notebook computer. yeah…. it’s the small keyboard. that’s it… not the wine… the little keyboard!

  3. I think you should fill his car with packing peanuts and send him an email telling him that you rode your bike through the parking lot for a lunchtime training run. That’ll teach him! You show him who brings it!

  4. I’d been dragging my feet about canceling my plane ticket to Canada, hoping for a freak snowstorm, which admittedly seemed unlikely considering the mercury had hit 60 a few days before. It’s too bad you weren’t here to shut down the airport. We could have used your powers for good.

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