Applause and Perspective

I thought I had it bad.

Stuck in the airport, listening to a download of Wait Wait in an attempt to stay sane. And all of a sudden, applause erupts throughout the terminal.

Like lemmings, we all got up to look. Did a stranded flight make it out? A flight with engine trouble land safely?

And then I saw them. Two men in army fatigues, desert tan, and looking both exhausted and exhilarated.

I've had a long day, for sure.

It ain't nothing compared to what they've been through.

She Sleeps with the Fishes

Actually - I don't. Delta airlines overbooked my flight to Hotlanta. And I tried to do the good karma thing by voluntarily giving up my seat and taking a later flight.

And then I immediately destroyed all that good karma by whining about it and basically being miserable. Sometimes I can't stand myself.

Because the only thing I really wanted to do in Atlanta was go see the Aquarium. And now that's shot to shit. It closes at 6 and I land at 5:49.

I'm cranky and overtired and have a miserable headache and I'm stuck in the airport until 3 p.m. I need to do something to make this situation a little easier.

I wonder what the TSA would do if I went over to a corner and started doing handstands...?