God bless everyone, and esp. the TSA guy this morning.
Faulty reasoning No. 1: Our local airport is tiny and I don’t need to get there more than half an hour before the flight leaves. Nope, they shut down the counter and the kiosk thirty minutes before the flight leaves. I pled my case to the TSA screeners and, after giving me the runaround about keep trying the kiosk, wait until the plane leaves and a rep will open the counter again, and by the way they don’t work for the airline (“I know!” I said, “but there’s no one else and the agent is standing just around the corner from you!“), etc., one of the screeners asked my name and briefly disappeared around said corner. He reappeared, told me to stay where I was, and went into the back. He returned with a boarding pass and baby, no one has ever gone through security as quickly as I did. Bless his heart. As I was going through he mumbled to me, “Be really careful for the rest of the day ’cause your guardian angel has cashed it all in for you.” OH I WILL.
Faulty reasoning No. 2: Airports would have free WiFi. Well, yes, the local airport did, which was useless to me in my panicking about getting on my flight. But not SEA, not SFO. Seriously, people. Are we in the twenty-first century or not? All that work I was going to do? I didn’t.
Faulty reasoning No. 3: Waiting an hour in SFO wouldn’t be that big of a deal, as long as my convention roommates’ planes are on time. Right, well, two and a half hours later…
Faulty reasoning No. 4: Almost having a master’s degree suggests some kind of smarts. We finally got on the BART (BART? the BART? and do I really have to capitalize it?) after someone had to talk me through the fucking ticket barrier. Making me (1) operate a piece of machinery in order to get a piece of paper that you (2) put in another piece of machinery in order to (3) get on a third piece of machinery is really beyond my capabilities.
Smart reasoning No. Only: Taking a backpack in lieu of a suitcase because there are, like hills in San Francisco, right? Fuck yes.
Good job on number only! I am well, well familiar with my own faulty reasoning, especially when it comes to travel. ‘Glad you finally got some Internet, and good luck on the conference!
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the key to BART is just to jump the turnstiles whenever necessary. i hear BART (capitalized, again) police are nice to out-of-town guests. although in the instance where your guardian angel has ‘cashed it all in’, i can see why you might be a little hesitant.
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