Monday, January 11, 2010
Stranded Zomby…
My flight was cancelled. My new flight doesn’t take off until later this afternoon. Much later. I’m stuck at the airport.
Which, if it weren’t for my ridiculous willingness to spend fifty bucks on a day pass to United’s Red Carpet Lounge--where I get comfortable seats, a bar, free wifi, and a general sense of peace--I would be an unhappy camper.
As it is, though, I’m sort of enjoying my strandedness. Go figure.
I wonder if I can expense this…
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That sounds like more fun than working.
You know, it is more fun that working. If I’d know, though, I would have just slept in…
I will resist the temptation to call the airport and tell them I saw a really suspicious man just hanging out for hours in the United lounge, smelling of chemical fertilizers and trying to repair a detonator.
Because I’d like to see you again sometime.
Your kindness truly knows no bounds.
Truly.
You should definitely expense it. You’re doing the same thing there that you would be doing at work. Browsing the internet and updating your blog.
Nice.
We could rat you out to SWMBO that you are goofing off. I’m sure she can come up with some chores.
You know, you aren’t getting free drinks at the next party if you keep threatening me.
Jeez.
At least where you are, there are restrooms.
Just don’t choose a stall next to Larry Craig.
Dude. You should’ve come by the bookstore and visited me. I was bored off my ass all night and could’ve used a bit of entertainment.
I completely forgot that you worked out there. Man, I would have brought you your book back, too.
Well, these trips seem to be becoming a habit, so I’ll give you a holler next time.
I just freakin’ got to my hotel about half an hour ago. Long damned day.
But the bathrooms were spectacular and no one had an abnormally wide stance.
I saw you at the bookstore a few weeks ago, OC, while picking someone up. Would have said hey, but was stretched for time. You didn’t see me.
Still, isn’t it nice to know that any of us could be stalking you at anytime?
I haven’t seen you anywhere that I know of. Maybe you are stalking me. I don’t know why you would, but…
We stalk OC hoping to take him down and seize his supply of delectably overpriced airport literature. What do you have?
Looks like she has an AR. You might want to rethink your plan.
This, of course, is why I started ResurrectionSong. To give scary stalkers a place to congregate and plan their scariness.
A pair of AR’s actually. The shotguns are more fun though.
Oh, now you’re just encouraging them.
What none of you realize is that the best way to stalk prey is to goad it into stalking you.
I miss my stalkers, haven’t heard from them in awhile.