assumption that my time is somehow more valuable than that of the
people with whom I am supposed to meet.
I just misse the first flight connection of my life. I was ON the
plane already. We deplaned, against my will, because of a desire to
stretch legs, use a regular bathroom, and feed the baby. Marantha was
convinced the fligt reboarded at 6:42. I was convinced that it left at
6:42. She was more convinced than me.
So we are dinner and changed the baby. And got back to the gate at
6:45. Flight was still there. But they wouldn't let us on, because
they started boarding 20 minutes earlier.
Our bags--including baby paraphenalia--were in our seats. This is
going to be a long night. We were able to get onto the 8:40 flight.
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