Auckland to LAX – hung up in customs – lines,lines,lines – tear my bags completely apart – I’m being profiled again !!!!!! – I fight back by sheepishly directing them to a sealed plastic bag the explodes with my dirty sox and show clothes – haven’t eatin and hands are shaking with fury as I realize I’m not gonna make my connection home !!!!!! – one more day without my kids, son of a fuckin bitch – if being a rockstar were easy every motherfucker would do it, wouldn’t they ?
I fight of the first of todays many anxiety attacks…………………..
Time passes
………………..Awsome!!! Who booked this shit – only flight avaible is 8.30
Tommorrow morning !!!!! – but what @ the 4 other flights that leave for atlanta between now and then ? What @ all the other peeps from the new zealand flights connecting through atlanta – were all shit outta luck – we wish each other good luck knowing full well it doesn’t help -
Intrests aligned by the fact the the fuckin airline has over sold every flight by at leats 20 seats
- gate agent responds ” spring break ” as if he has handed me a corprate secret – what kind of biz model is this ?!?!?!
I ve lost with out a fight – I take my beating like a man – I’m of to a fantastic airport hotel to hang myself by my belt from the
closet !!!!!
The beat goes on
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