Read 'Til You Drop

So, I've been traveling to Chicago at least once a month for the past year.  This winter, as many of you know, has been the snowiest that Chicago has seen in years.  Prior to this trip, I have had the luck of the Travel Gods - I have repeatedly arrived just as one storm ends, and left just as another begins.

Until today.

Greetings from O'Hare.

I tried to outsmart the Weather Gods, by cutting short my work day and going stand-by to head back early.  I got on the stand-by list for the 1:50 flight without any problem, but then I learned that 34 is a Very Bad Number.  My 4:35 flight looked free and clear - we had a gate, we had a plane at the gate...  And then they announced that our gate had been changed.  Whoops - no plane, no crew, no captain, no gate.

Supposedly, we're all lined up for 7 tonight, but I'm not holding my breath.

The only good thing about all this is the people-watching element.  It's fascinating to me to see how people behave - some rally, some become truly obnoxious.  One family, at the outlet next to me, has turned the exercise into a study in democracy, as they inform each other of basic information then make decisions.

I'm more or less content to wait - as long as they don't cancel the flight, I have a chance of getting home before Monday.  Otherwise, I'll likely weekend in Chicago, courtesy of NCAA tourney and Easter sucking up every available seat for the duration.

::shrug::

Mindy (who has a thumbdrive with ANY OTHER FLAME on it, and might as well get to work!)

P.S.  Apologies for no posts the past couple of days - my wonky right wrist decided to act up, and I've been punishing it in a brace.  All seems to be well now!

P.P.S.  I was determined to make some post today, to point out that I don't think a strike is the appropriate means to communicate with a business - which *is* a business - that is trying to make money by selling ads for free accounts.  Yeah, they should communicate better, but there's no such thing as a free lunch...