so i just read through the last post that i wrote. and while it isn't shocking to me that a lot has changed since i made that post since i do write so infrequently, it is now amusing. in the beginning of my last post i talk about how i'm grateful to have a job, even if i hated it because in this economy, pretty much any paycheck is a good paycheck. approximately twenty-four hours after that post, i got a new job. one that i love and am so happy to be at. it is fantastic, marvelous and a bunch of other synonyms like that. it's a 9-5 grown up kind of job too, with health care and benefits. i'm quite thrilled. so now that i accepted this new position, the burden of my old job behind me, i was told by my new boss that i needed to go to manhattan for a week for training, on their dime. this sounds pretty fantastic right? now i'm not sure why this is the case but it seems that i always end up with quite interesting travel stories whenever i leave home for any period of time. oh and just for the record, i once again work in the city of detroit. i'm sure there will be more shennanigans to post about once i've been down here for more than two days. so look foward to that. let's talk about nyc for a minute though.
it starts with a 7am flight from detroit to myrtle beach, followed by a six hour layover then finally getting to new york. i figured if i got to the airport a little before 6am, i would be totally fine. but apparently, there was some convention of annoying families happening in myrtle beach and they were all on my flight. checking in at the airport isn't really that challenging, i don't think anyway. of course it seems to be when you have three children you need to get checked in too who all have bags and gameboys and ipods and all sorts of other forms of electronic entertainment. finally made it through the sea of children, through security to the gate to find the plane was delayed. i had decided that on my flight i was going to re-read twilight then move on to the other books in the saga. a quick, distracting, silly read seemed fun to me. so at the gate i waited, for a half hour, drinking a horrible cup of coffee that an older gentleman bought for me when we were chatting about how nice it would be to have a flight with no children allowed. eventually i got tired of standing so i found a spot that was relatively quiet and i read. being an adult reading twilight in a crowded gate at an airport isn't nearly as embarrassing as i thought it might be. we finally get to myrtle beach without incident. it is now 9:45am and i am in dire need of coffee, since i also decided not to sleep the night before in fear that i would oversleep and miss my flight. i have never spent time in the south. in fact, the most time i can remember spending south of the mason-dixon line besides washington dc was this stay in the airport. i walked up to the coffee shop counter and i ordered a large black coffee. keep in mind, i'm exhausted so i was talking slower than i usually do. the woman behind the counter looked at me and said:
"oh you must be from the north. you talk real fast."
lady you could have deduced i was from the north because i walked out of that door that says a flight was coming in from detroit, the door that is right across from where you are standing. but sure, let's point out the obvious. "yes. how much is it for the coffee?"
she stared at me blankly again for another couple seconds. i started to get impatient and she finally said "$2.50."
i took my coffee and set off in search of a plug to charge my phone while i read. i needed to listen to something else. the announcer on the PA announcing all the warnings about other people packing your bags and suspicious activity needing to be reported had an exceptionally annoying southern drawl and i couldn't listen to it for five hours. i finally found a plug, after finding a bunch that were labeled "plug not operative." the one i found was near a table, in a corner. so i sat there by myself, again reading twilight and listening to my phone.
it is almost time for the plane to start boarding so i went down to the gate and sat down by a pillar to once again recharge my phone. (the old battery sucked and it lost charge so fast.) after sitting there for about ten minutes, when they announced our plane was running a half hour late, a woman came up and shouted at me.
"of course you had to sit in that spot! no offense but that is annoying. just saying."
i found her outburst to be unnecessary. it's not as if she was sitting in that seat and i sat on her lap. her things weren't on the chair, nothing. i had no way of knowing if she was sitting there before but for the ten minutes i was in the chair she wasn't so i feel like it was fine that i was sitting where i was. normally i would have just let that kind of thing go but i was tired and annoyed with the delayed flight business and all the southern accents. so i said back, "yes i did need to see here. there is a plug in this pillar and i need to charge my phone. just saying." and i went back to my book.
anyway, more tales and adventures from new york later. it is now almost five and time to shut down my computer and leave work.
from the girl who is usually not as bitchy as it sounds in this post.
until next time...
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