sjrozan

Did I want to know it was ever broken? I'm at Newark Airport waiting for a plane to Ft. Lauderdale for a convention that starts tomorrow. The board started showing the 11:15 flight as delayed until 11:50. What, me worry? I was just going early the way I always do to conventions, to get a look at the city. Unlike 10 of my fellow passengers who're missing their connection to Key West and won't get there until tomorrow, I won't be late for anything in particular, and I assume the nice person who's picking me up there will check the arrival time. So I'm just hanging out here at the airport, looking at some really cute kids, a bunch of snoozing passengers, and a guy with an incredibly bad toupee, but I mean, it really looks like a sisal rug on his head; and the fellow behind the desk announces triumphantly, "Ladies and gentlemen, your aircraft is fixed. It's at the hangar so they can put the panels back on, or whatever they took off, and then they'll bring it to the gate." Now, did they really have to tell us that? How about, "Ladies and gentlemen, your aircraft just landed from Detroit?" I'd believe that, why wouldn't I? Do I need to know they took something off and they're putting it back on?

Oh well. Will report from sunny Florida.

sjrozan I'm a writer, at work on my 11th book. This blog is a record of random and less-random thoughts. If you want to know more about me, check my website, linked here. I also had a blog going from spring through late fall 2004 about the publishing process for my 9th book, ABSENT FRIENDS. That blog's called "Progress" and you can find the link here. I won't make any more entries but I'm leaving it up in case anyone's interested; the process is more or less the same from book to book.
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (3)		2004-03-18 9:55 PM Ladies and gentlemen, your aircraft is fixed Did I want to know it was ever broken? I'm at Newark Airport waiting for a plane to Ft. Lauderdale for a convention that starts tomorrow. The board started showing the 11:15 flight as delayed until 11:50. What, me worry? I was just going early the way I always do to conventions, to get a look at the city. Unlike 10 of my fellow passengers who're missing their connection to Key West and won't get there until tomorrow, I won't be late for anything in particular, and I assume the nice person who's picking me up there will check the arrival time. So I'm just hanging out here at the airport, looking at some really cute kids, a bunch of snoozing passengers, and a guy with an incredibly bad toupee, but I mean, it really looks like a sisal rug on his head; and the fellow behind the desk announces triumphantly, "Ladies and gentlemen, your aircraft is fixed. It's at the hangar so they can put the panels back on, or whatever they took off, and then they'll bring it to the gate." Now, did they really have to tell us that? How about, "Ladies and gentlemen, your aircraft just landed from Detroit?" I'd believe that, why wouldn't I? Do I need to know they took something off and they're putting it back on? Oh well. Will report from sunny Florida. Read/Post Comments (3) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top