friday, i took a filght out to the midwest, on northwest airlines. crazy fucking delays left and right, and i end up catching attitudes from their counter help each time i tried to ask a question.
so i was supposed to arrive at my destination at 3:45 pm, and i ended up getting there at 11 pm instead.
ok, fine, shit happens....
then fucking monday, northwest delays then cancells my flight, i jump over to united, i get to my 1st stop, and i'm ok.........the weather then starts acting up and almost every flight out gets cancelled. i get thrown onto standby, to fly to another airport near me and i barely make that flight, but my baggage has to go to my original airport.
ok, so i make it home at 3 am.
i wake up at 6 am because of shit i had scheduled today, i run through my entire day like a zombie, and my baggage finally gets delivered to my home. and guess what..........my fucking bag was torn in half and half of my clothes were torn apart!!!!!
what a fucking great trip
