Imagine this...you are at the end of a 3 day meeting stint in the Eastern Hills (make that backwoods) of Tennessee. You are counting down the minutes until that last minute is finished and you can get your tired self to the airport and on the plane to get home. But then, you get to the airport and your flight is delayed. And then delayed again. And then one more time. 3 hours of delays to be exact. By this time, your delayed flight means you will miss your connection to your next flight home. Which means you get bumped to the last flight of the day. Que the next installment of a new 3 hour wait at a new airport.
Did I mention I was exhausted and just wanted to get my pregnant butt home and in bed???
And it smells like curry in this stinkin (literally) airport, which happens to be Atlanta.
At least if I was going on vacation I'd know there was no work in the near future. But alas, that is not the case. Tomorrow is a new day of new meetings, only not from the Hills of Tennessee, but the Hills of Home Sweet Roanoke.
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I am SOOOOO sorry, Becky! this is terrible...
Nothing sucks worse than a wasting a whole freakin day in the airport and trying to get home!!! Ugh! I am so sorry...hang in there:-)
ok first, i know how you feel so much! second, this is absolutely ridiculous! you poor thing. and by i know how you feel i know what it's like to be so exhausted and then be delayed on top of it! (too bad i wasn't with you!) third, why are you traveling so much being pregnant? i am worried about this. really worried. i know we have discussed this but i hope they don't over travel you while you are pregnant!
That's Delta for you.
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